Norm and Teri and Diana and I went and saw "Garden State" last night.

I really enjoyed it. It was not only a good surface story, with interesting, funny, sad parts, but I felt really emotionally drained afterward. There was a lot of symbols and metaphors at work, and I think my mind was still working through things, I think. I'm not big on philosophy, but I have a feeling that Nietzsche was involved somewhere in there.

One them in the movie was finding joy/truth/beauty through originality. Doing something that no one else had ever done, no matter how small or insignificant. This really jived with my recent memory of the thrill of breaking open crayons to be the first person in history to see the inside of THAT particular crayon.

The main theme, really, is about finding happiness in a generally grey, numb reality. Breaking free from bonds, coming of age, all that sort of stuff, which while I can appreciate, I can never really truly understand.

I don't want to get into a whole "my life is so great" thing here, but I've never gone through any sort of real hardship or profound sadness in my life. Nothing more than some run-of-the-mill heartache and relationship woes in the past. I don’t want to tempt fate or anything, but things have been pretty ok so far. So the whole "life is suffering / journey through the murk to find the light" stuff just doesn't really resonate with me they way I guess it's supposed to.

Anyhoo, it was a good movie. Check it out.

I had a dream last night that I was walking through some sort of obstacle course… planks of wood laid over the surface of water. There was a group of us going over the planks, and the guy in front of me was having a hard time and fell off. I went, and he was pissed that I could do it (or did I laugh at him?), so he pulled me into the water. I got pissed, and he sort of came at me like he wanted to fight. He hit my shoulder a couple times. He then went back to the course, which was made easier so he could complete it.

Dreams are weird.