Re-read the great gatsby. Still find it all rather tragic. I don't think anyone is capable of that much love as gatsby, well apart from God, of course. It's not quite believable that a short romance could last through 5 years of not seeing one another. And that one would be willing to mould and live one's life just so as to please another person. Gatsby had known that Daisy was married to Tom and yet continued to live for that hope that she still loved him and not Tom. During the absence of Daisy, he had schemed and worked his way to a huge fortune (albeit through underground means) just so he could afford a mansion that was close to where daisy was and which he thought, would impress her. The parties he threw each weekend were all for the hope that she would drop in one day and be impressed. Alas, it was all for nothing. Though she did want him, she wasn't in love with him enough to sacrifice a single
thing for him.
I do quite like the first meeting they had after 5 years apart. You could feel gatsby's anxiety and anticipation on seeing Daisy again. The awkwardness and embarrassment that hung in the air because each didn't quite know what to say in front of each other. I think it happens to most people. You just get all tongue tied and dumb in front of the person you like.
A tragic story which I'm beginning to like and which I think is worth re-reading.
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