1:11: A nod here to _refugee_ who, it seems to me, is speaking to this in this recent post. Louis C.K. talks about a Bruce Springsteen song that made him cry and cry. Yes. Brilliant. Take the moments for weeping that music, fiction, poetry, and real life present us with so often -- but understand that the weeping comes from that emptiness. Then move on with deeper resolve. I agree with Louis C. K. that facing the sad, lonely emptiness also embraces (or as he says, brings on) the celebration and amazingness that is there when we pause to take it in.underneath everything in your life, there's that thing: that empty, forever empty. Just that knowledge that it's all for nothing and you're alone.
This is the heart of it, the heart and the guts. Until I realized this when I was 38, after being in horrendously bad relationships, I realized that all my relationships were simply attempts to fill up the big emptiness. We didn't have avatars back then and had to experience all the shit directly.