Thursday, June 4, 2009

"Perfection obviously cant last forever."

This is from Good Will Hunting. A conversation between Will (Matt Damon) and Sean (Robin Williams)

Will: Yeah, I went on a date last week.
Sean: How'd it go?
Will: It was good.
Sean: Going out again?
Will: I don't know.
Sean: Why not?
Will: Haven't called her.
Sean: Christ, you're an amateur.
Will: I know what I'm doing.
Sean: Yeah.
Will: Yeah. Don't worry about me. I know what I'm doin'. Yeah, but this girl is like, you know, beautiful. She's smart. She's funny. She's different from most of the other girls I've been with.
Sean: So, call her up, Romeo.
Will: Why? So I can realize she's not that smart, that she's fuckin'
boring? Y'know--I mean...this girl is like fuckin' perfect right now, I don't wanna ruin that.
Sean: Maybe you're perfect right now. Maybe you don't want to ruin that. I think that's a super philosophy, Will. That way you can go through your entire life without ever having to really know anybody.
My wife used to fart when she was nervous. She had all sorts of wonderful idiosyncrasies. You know what? She used to fart in her sleep.
Sorry I shared that with you. One night it was so loud it woke the dog up. She woke up and gone like "oh was that you?" I'd say yeah...I didn't have the heart to tell her...Oh God...[laughing]
Will: She woke herself up?
Sean: Yesssss. Oh Christ....aahhh, but, Will, she's been dead two years and that's the shit I remember. Wonderful stuff, you know, little things like that. Ah, but, those are the things I miss the most. The little idiosyncrasies that only I knew about. That's what made her my wife. Oh, and she had the goods on me, too, she knew all my little peccadillos.
People call these things imperfections, but they're not, aw, that's the good stuff. And then we get to choose who we let in to our weird little worlds. You're not perfect, sport. And let me save you the suspense.
This girl you met, she isn't perfect either. But the question is:
whether or not you're perfect for each other. That's the whole deal.
That's what intimacy is all about. Now you can know everything in the world, sport, but the only way you're findin' out that one is by givin'
it a shot. You certainly won't learn from an old fucker like me. Even if I did know, I wouldn't tell a piss ant like you.
[Will smiles]

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

L.I.F.E
(And the questions that can't be answered)


Everyone changes at some point in their life. Some mature an evolve into something great. Others almost retract and morph into someone that is almost unrecognizable. What happens when you realize that the person that you love is no longer the person you fell in love with? Are you under some kind of obligation to love this new person who you are unfamiliar with? What was the reason for the change? For many its the people around them. Who are you surrounding yourself with that you would change your views just to be accepted by those people. Sometimes its not even something that you would know you are doing.

I was once in love with a boy. This boy had all the qualities I desired. A deep passion for those around him- his family and his friends. Such high standards that I felt a sense of accomplishment because I met those standards. Perfection obviously can't last for forever. Slowly this person changed, transformed, and morphed into someone I now realize that I don't know anymore. Was it just maturing and growing up into the person he was meant to be? Those standards that were so high are non-existent. Everything that I loved. Everything that I respected in this person is no longer present in his life.

Stop holding on to past loves. They will never be that person that you hold so highly in your mind. Let it go.

What happens when you just flat out fall out of love with someone? What happens when the person you promise to spend your life with no longer fills that role in your life? Do you stop trying to make things work?

There are so many uncertain situations in life what is worth it and what is not. Is it even possible to recover from a broken heart? Or do you just pick up the pieces and wait for someone else to toss them on the ground.

Can you ever fully love someone unconditionally
?