Habitual Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

It doesn't take an expert to diagnose a person who changes her hair with the same frequency most people change clothes, as, impulsive. It probably wouldn't be uncommon for this particular type of person to have the memory of a loved erased from their memory following a breakup - assuming that particular technology existed. For Kate Winslet's character, Clementine Kruczynski it most certainly did.

Yes, I just took a snapshot of the plot of "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind". Clementine's boyfriend, played by Jim Carey steps way outside of his ultra calculated, and reserved demeanor and undergoes the same procedure. Total mind wipe. Somehow, they meet again, fall in love again, thus dooming themselves to replay their adventure from start - breakup. They realized what had happened, and what was nigh inevitable too happen-AGAIN, and in so many words said "fuck it", lets do it anyway. Dope movie if I do say so myself. You should definitely see it if you haven't already.

This isn't the first time I speculated about the amount of "control" we actually have over our own decisions. Despite what my reference to Eternal Sunshine may have suggested, this really isn't a theory of fate, magic, biblical purpose, etc.. but more or less biological. Well, maybe not "biological", lets try the term "societal" on for size. I started doing some inventory recently. Clothes, art, TV programming, women, food, and music and there was a distinct coincidence they all shared, even dating back to early adolescence. Yeah  I know, "people like what they like" but you've never contemplated the origins? I don't know about you, but I've already decided a song is the shit rather than just plain ol' shit midway through the first verse. Movies that don't entertain me in about 5-10 minutes lose my attention to something else. Anything I show favor for, happens with zero deliberation or conscience thought. Something sparks something, which reminds of something that sparks something else, and what do ya know, I like it.

I would love to actually witness the chemical reaction that causes that particular article of clothing to catch your eye, that certain someone who just HAVE to get next to. The same reaction that sparked Joel and Clementine to rekindle a relationship that weren't even aware once existed. I've said it before, but I really think I missed my calling. I should have focused my studies on psychology-which is ironic since I frequently profess to how much I hate people. I could continue, but I won't. Peace.