heartbreak

over the past few months, i've been using the word "heartbreak" a lot. we all have some idea of what this means. i'm sure most of us think of how duckie felt in "pretty in pink." i mean, i'd try to punch the most popular guy in school and run down a hall, trashing the prom banner along the way if i was heartbroken, wouldn't you? however, heartbreak for me has now become multi-dimensional, focusing more on moments when something is so pure, so perfect, so beyond the pre-fabricated and formulaic things we seem to encounter in this century. these things make my heart ache. they make me want to have HD cameras mounted inside my eyes and microphones built into my ears so i can capture these moments without the distraction of hand-held devices. i guess this is ideally what our brain can do and our memories can supply. but we all know that often the sensation is never as strong, unless we have an 104 fever or the most vivid of dreams, waking up laughing out loud or with tears soaking cheeks. i'm going to continue to look for these heartbreaking things, in everyday places, in the small moments and in the corners. ok. good.