Greatest Directors of All Time

#26 - David Lynch



Must See: Eraserhead, The Elephant Man, Blue Velvet, Mulholland Drive

Absent

Another one of my flatmates has moved out, this time back to his home country. That is four in a single year. This phenomenon is nothing new to me because I have lived in halls (of residence) before and I have seen people move in and move out. It’s when you form close friendships that it becomes difficult. Someone who used to be there is not there anymore. There’s a void, a hollow space. There’s emptiness inside of me. Four close friends I used to do everything with; they are absent now. Time and time again, I find myself on the losing end.

I don’t know; I have been feeling so melancholic lately . Lethargy is creeping in. My interests seem to be waning. There is not even a desire to love. Sometimes I think I am this very asexual being, a quirk of nature. Maybe this feeling of desolation stems from emotional barrenness. I have been bereft of love for so long that I have gone numb. Yes, I do feel alive when I am with my friends. Being with people boost my energy levels but still it’s not the same. Someone is missing from my life and I don’t even feel like wanting to try and find him. But then, love never works that way, does it?

They say love will find you. But what if it doesn’t, what if I end up all alone. Maybe that’s my destiny and I’ll have to learn to live with it. It’s strange that whatever we achieve in life, however successful we are, it all boils down to this one thing called love. Yes, love is the essence of every human being. It is the fundamental reason for our existence.


Shadows are falling and I've been here all day
It's too hot to sleep and time is running away
Feel like my soul has turned into steel
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
There's not even room enough to be anywhere
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

(Bob Dylan, Time Out of Mind, Not Dark Yet, Columbia, 1997)