The Best to YOU Each Morning
Posted on Monday, December 30th, 2002 at 23:50.
Over my apple slices, egg biscuit, and hash browns breakfast at Clayton’s, I intended to tell Ryan the single most significant issue that has tormented me for far too long. The words simply would not transform from an intention to an audible pattern mutually shared among humans. Out of time, I played it safe and let this secret silence the desire. I needed more time to think and truly believe the words I never spoke. Silence will break one day.
Moving right along… Adam, Rachel, and Rianna met up with Ryan and me at Mark’s apartment around noon. I selected two movies for our viewing pleasure.
Movie number one was Pulp Fiction. The wrap-around plot revealing and the randomness make this a classic movie. Two men experience an act of God. Jules concluded that his life was spared because he must have some greater purpose than the drugs and other illegal work that consumed him. Vincent denied that anything meaningful occurred and his life proceeded in a drastically different direction, despite the seemingly minor difference in opinion over the same incident. Amidst violence and harsh (yet hysterical) dialogue, this movie has a theme worth discussing.
The five of us then packed into Rianna’s new car and headed to the Olive Garden in Roanoke. I did not eat what I ordered because the spices brought tears in my eyes and burned on my lips. Everyone else enjoyed their respective dinners. After a minor detour back to Mark’s apartment, the ladies in the front and the gents in the back conversed and prepped for the next movie.
Mark returned to his apartment early, so he joined us for Memento. Adam and I had already seen this movie and agreed that everyone should see it. If you could no longer make new memories and everything you knew to be true no longer existed, would you delude yourself to live a lie at the expense of someone else’s welfare in order to maintain purpose in life? The movie showcased an extreme answer to this question, but the premise can be applied to regular life.
This day reunited me with Adam, Mark, Ra, Ri, and Ry. Hilarity ensued. Good times rolled. Memories to sustain me for another five months abounded. My last night at Mark’s apartment could not have been better.
