Meet me in Montauk

Sometimes movies just have a huge impact on you. Not so much because of what you see, but because of what you feel watching the story unfold. It's a strange feeling when you can connect to a character that is portrayed on screen, I find the feeling very reassuring. Like it's telling me what I should do, instead of what I have done or am doing, with my life at the time. On one hand, there is the rational decision you can make after having watched the film, saying: 'That was a very immersive story and it blew me away, but you have to know that such things never happen in real life.' When you say such thing, I think you have either found a girl or guy with whom you've fallen in love, or you have ended the search for your true soul mate in life before it has even begun. Not that there is much to searching going on though, watching films like Finding Neverland, Before Sunrise and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind makes it seem as though the person with whom you should share your life just meets you on the most normal of days. It seems to me as from the moment you see each other for the first time a connection is formed that both of you are very well aware of. A connection you cannot explain, yet wish to delve into deeper. And when you do it, when you delve deep into each other's very existence, the most wonderful relationship one could possibly dream of, has become reality.

When you think of it rationally, which most people do, it's just a bunch of romantic bullshit. Very well, feel free to believe so. If you feel that all of that is just a reason to explain why this shy guy (no Nintendo pun intended here) can't get a girlfriend, then go ahead. I care not. I believe that it could happen, that not so special moment in which you meet that so very special person. In fact, I might have even met that person, back in Terra Ventura. However, I'll never know if she was indeed special. We'll never fall in love, then have a fight, then decide to forget about each other and then realise that we can't live without each other. No Montauk for me then, but what is not, can always come.

Clementine: Joely? What if you stay this time?
Joel: I walked out the door. There's no memory left.
Clementine: Come back and make up a goodbye at least, let's pretend we had one... Goodbye, Joel.
Clementine: ...I love you...
Clementine:...Meet me in Montauk...


Back to usual business then: utter boredom. I don't do much lately apart from studying for the upcoming exams. Lying in bed awake one night, I had the idea of finally start writing one or multiple stories. I don't know if I'll write them in Dutch or English and I don't have the slightest idea of what they will be about. I'll probably just write them the way everybody should write: just write without stopping to think about what you're writing. The first text you write down is the most personal, spontaneous and truthful text you write, so changing it only makes it worse in my eyes. I think I'll have Yougri as the protagonist, that name jumped in my mind for no apparent reason a few years back when I was watching the clouds from in my dad's car. I looked for shapes in the clouds and imagined some fantasy world with the creatures I saw. Perhaps I should try and write the cloud story, or maybe I should write the story with the young lad and the old mysterious man he meets in the park and that tells him of this fantastic world where only the old man has ever been to. Yes, that idea came after watching Finding Neverland, yet it intrigues me for now.

It's getting late, I have some studying to do tomorrow. See you later. On secound thought, I'm not really seeing anyone here, it's just my own words staring back at me. Amazing words, never get tired. You should get some rest guys. I'll turn off the computer, maybe that'll help. Why am I talking to words?



Clementine: I wish you'd stayed.
Joel: I wish I'd stayed, too. NOW I wish I'd stayed. I wish I'd done a lot of things. I wish I'd... I wish I'd stayed... I do.