I just saw Garden State again, but for real this time. I really liked it...a lot. But I don't really want or need any nudges towards that sort of deep, personal thinking these days.

The prominent "moral" of Garden State really only applies if you're in love. It doesn't really deal with all the periferals of a life which, unfortunately, exist. How simple it would all be, right?

And so, in the finest traditions of filing away currently useless information, I do. I've been filing away a lot of things lately; resigning things to memory and shoving others to the backs of drawers or into small boxes to mix with all the other small boxes, while I half-heartedly hope they get lost.

I don't think I really have the emotional stamina to keep everything out there, in the open. I never really did.