I realized the other day that I’m way too sensitive. Especially for a guy who claims to be an existentialist. Sappy movie moment? Tear down my cheek… not all of them though. I don’t choke up when movie characters die or fall in love. It’s always the points where someone gets exactly what they always wanted/needed … or when they lose that chance forever. I don’t think I’ve ever cried at an actual wedding or funeral either… but, when I was a little kid, I used to get choked up in church because so much of the classic bible story is so incredibly tragic. I actually still don’t like going in churches because of this.
Anyway, what brought this on was my own true-life movie moment. This weekend I went down to Philly/Camden and had very-up-front seats to see the Pixies perform live. There were at least four moments when a tear ran down my cheek at the beginning or the middle of a song because seeing it done live has always been a dream of mine. It was better than I had ever imagined.
