the music montage

the music montage has ruined my life. i sit waiting. waiting for the music to begin, so that time passes. so that the hard times fly quickly and harmoniously away. so that highlights of my small, but steady successes are briefly shown on the way. the moments of loneliness are expressed only by the sad melody and whispered lyrics. the pains of struggle are blinded by the electric guitar and encouraging chorus. but there is no song. no fast forward. no quickened pace. no underlining beat. there is just silence. and the disappoint in knowing something exists--but only on a screen.