the human mind creates order when there is none

Joel: Sorry. My life isn't that interesting. I go to work. I go home. I don't know what to say. You should read my journal. It's just, like, blank.

Clementine (considers this): Does that make you sad? Or anxious? I'm always anxious thinking I'm not living my life to the fullest, y'know? Taking advantage of every possibility? Just making sure that I'm not wasting one second of the little time I have.

Joel: I think about that.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind