Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Joel Barish

Random Thoughts, for Valentines day, 2004. The day’s a holiday invented by greeting card companies, to make people feel like crap. I ditched work today. Took a train out to Montauk. I don’t know why. I’m not an impulsive person. I guess I just woke up in a funk this morning. I have to get my car fixed. “Hi Sydney? It’s Joel. Listen, I don’t feel very well today. No. Food poisoning I think.” It’s goddamned freezing on this beach! Montauk in February. Brilliant, Joel. … Pages are ripped out, don’t remember doing that. It appears this is my first entry in two years. Sand is overrated. It’s just tiny little rocks. If only I could meet someone new. I guess my chances of that are somewhat diminished, seeing as I’m incapable of making eye contact with a woman I don’t know. Maybe I should get back together with Naomi. She was nice, nice is good. She loved me. Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?