Tired from a fun day of biking (I have now driven a couple of motorcycles, in many many ovals and straight lines and variations thereof), I just let everything else wait and sat back and watched one of the best movies I've seen in a long time. Some of the characterizations were amazingly shallow, but on the whole, the arc of the story was very very neat.
Ultimately, the film asks us, How do we keep the experiences of our lives, as experiences? What do we experience that we treasure, and why? How do we avoid flattening and cutting those experiences into anecdotes? What do our experiences mean to us, and what do we do with them? --How do we build our notion of what we want to be, in life, and how do we seek that?
I think I shall have to ponder these points for a bit.