The “Stickiness” of Romance
I like using stories about love and passion in my work (take note, I’m a math instructional designer) because these are things that everyone just “knows”. Maybe it’s because everyone has their “inner hopeless romantic” waiting in the wings, a never-ending struggle to chase some far-off dream which makes us hunger for such things.
I write this as afterthought to this guy’s search for the girl of his dreams. Never mind that his actual dream was full of movie and freudian mash-ups or his motive a bit suspect (a twitter friend of mine describes him clearly as “a twat”), but his story apparently stuck to a lot of people. It’s one of those stories with the right amount of detail, unexpectedness, and emotion that has the capacity to pull heartstrings, either to help out or to answer the call.
Personally, it smells meme-ish to me, and I will not be surprised if it came to a rick-rolled ending, but it still catches you at a double-take: What If?
