How would you describe the direct experience of falling in love? What does the “falling” really, truly feel like? The actual physical experience, the “hot flashes” and “weightlessness” below. From Dead Guy (page 29):
[Note: Hooker is Pete’s best friend, NOT a prostitute.]
Look, I know you guys love each
(he shakes his head)
Are you seriously telling me that
you will NEVER fall in love again?
For the rest of your life? Is that
what you’re saying?
You’ll NEVER get that feeling
again? That newness and the hot
flashes and the, you know, feeling
weightless, being lifted up out of
yourself, like bunny hills on a
roller coaster? You’re never gonna
feel that again? You can’t turn
that off, that’s just not how it
works. Why would you want to,
anyway? That feeling, like when you
discover your new favorite song,
that’s what life is…
As he speaks, Hooker reaches under his seat, pulls out a
record store bag full of new CDs, and shakes it for effect.
…being totally surprised. Finding
your new favorite song and loving
the hell out of it before you get
to find another one. That’s what
Your life, maybe.
It’s still way too long and speechy, but I think I’m getting closer. Suggestions? How would you describe it?