Never, in a million years, would I be able to pick a favorite movie. Yet the more specific, less asked, question, which is that of "favorite scene," is much more easily answered.
Just watch the part in "Before Sunrise" where Jesse and Celine go into the listening booth at the record store. I've tried to come up with ways to describe it many times, but it constantly eludes me. Still, I trust that it's a feeling we can all relate to, that tension...anyway. I won't ruin it any further. Just watch it. It's really quite lovely, lovely enough to become a "favorite."
Today was a happy day of my own making; in other words, there is a reason behind my emotional ADD. Melancholy grounds me, while happiness forces me to drift. I can't focus. I suppose this is a good thing, but still there's this sense of loss. Also, I have just downloaded "Mean Girls" onto my ipod, and in myspeak, it means the world is right again.
Anyway, I promise I won't write again until I can contain myself, and this totally uncalled for excitement I feel towards nothing at all. I have at least five mosquito bites, and I can't type while scratching anyway.
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