Would it be great if life had a soundtrack?! Yeah, I definitely think I'd like that. Try watching a movie with the mute button on for a few minutes: the scary is not so scary, the romantic not as romantic, the inspiring equals diminished inspiration. The music I love is often connected with a memory, with an experience. In films music helps us catch the magnitude, the atmosphere is largely created by music in that particular moment. I think I might be better at standing up in a scary situation, telling Tiffany how stunningly beautiful she is a the perfect moment, stepping up to the plate to be the go-to guy with my own soundtrack. I find bits and pieces of life have a way of slipping through the holes in the floor, going unnoticed, pieces that would not have been missed in a film because the music would have emphasized, brought out those pieces, showcasing their essential importance. Why? Because they are part of the answer, the key or is it? Maybe that's the easy route, the cheap answer. I would not have to be as fine-tuned and in touch with the little parts of life. I like the soundtrack answer but I bet it would be ruined, cheapened if used regularly in my everyday life.
"I think we all look for love to come in dramatic ways. We know love is powerful and beautiful. How come it doesn't feel like it? Love plays itself out in what seems like such unremarkable ways-you pick up your socks, you ignore her snarky comment, you put the toilet seat down. But this is exactly what makes it epic- the fact that love plays itself out in a thousand little choices, unseen and without supporting soundtrack. That is what makes it so beautiful."
Love and War p. 198
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