Live in Half-Hour Segments

I just finished watching a cutesy movie about love. The Hollywood kind that a friend of mine refers to as presenting an idealized version of love that doesn't exist. And, perhaps she's right, perhaps it doesn't exist because nothing in life is ever that perfect and ends with a bow tied around the middle. One of my favorite movies has a quote about The Brady Bunch.

• 
  
• 
  
• 01:14:32 Understand why things just can't go back to normal...
• 01:14:35 at the end of the half-hour...
• 01:14:37 Iike on "The Brady Bunch" or something.
• 01:14:42 Well, because Mr. Brady died of A.I.D.S.
• 01:14:49 Things don't work out like that. 

Maybe things don't work out that way. And, at the end of the half-hour reality sinks in. But, maybe it's not about the going back to normal at the end of the half-hour, maybe it's about the half-hour. And, maybe I'm being overly optimistic, because right now I feel like I'm in that half-hour, but if we don't appreciate the half-hours then how do we deal with the rest?  If in the grand scheme of things all we get our half-hours then, we might as well live in them whole heartedly right? Because if we don't well... what else are we left with?

•