Why isn't my life like TV?

I'm currently reading Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs by Chuck Klosterman, and in it, he makes an interesting - and I would argue, true - observation about reality television.  To paraphrase, Klosterman argues that reality TV is in fact 'reality', not in the sense of art imitating life, which is the supposed intent of reality programming, but instead life is imitating art.  What I (he) mean(s) by this is that the product of reality TV being culturally relevant is that the audience then tries (whether consciously or not) to emulate the character archetypes depicted on these shows, thus making them an accurate depiction of reality.  It's an interesting viewpoint, and I find it hard to do anything but agree with Klosterman.

In my case, it's not reality TV that produces this effect, but instead scripted programming.  There are certain shows that, when I watch them, I want to exist within their fictional universe; I want to be a part of Cougar Town's cul-de-sac crew.  No, the impossibility of that wish is not lost on me, but still it exists.

See, they're saving me a spot at the end of the couch next to Ellie.

The TV technique that I wish could be utilized in my life the most would have to be the montage.  I will once again borrow from Cougar Town here.  The following video is in my opinion, perfection.  Nothing needs to be known about the show to appreciate this montage:

The song is "Leave Your Boyfriends Behind" by Leona Naess, and is an example of what I consider a montage song.  I listen to it and can picture a montage of events of my life that haven't happened, nor are likely to.  I bring this up because the song that's been in my head all day is another such song.  I was told to listen to The Weepies "Gotta Have You" at around 2 A.M. last night, and it's been replaying in my head since because it's an amazing song.

I then find myself wishing my life could montage (it's a verb now) into a montage (back to a noun), ideally about me and the girlfriend who I had recently been in a fight with, both separately reflecting on the positives of our relationship, either through quick flashbacks of the two of us laughing together in a sunny field or at the beach(silently of course; the music would be over the audio), or by looking at photographs that evoke similar memories.  We would then both realize the need to reconcile and simultaneously set out to find the other, meeting each other somewhere in the middle because that's how TV logic works, leading to the two of us sharing a meaningful kiss that, if it were a TV show, would be referred to by viewers as the 'Tyler-and-[insert name here] moment'.

This is, of course, absurd in oh so many ways.  For one, I don't have a girlfriend.  So when I say that I wish I could experience this situation as a montage, it implies that I wish to have a serious enough fight with the girlfriend I don't yet have to warrant such a montage being situationally relevant.  For another, I wouldn't be able to experience the aforementioned non-existent girlfriend's part of this montage; as I'd be busy what with holding up my end of the montage material, thus making the end product not quite as special from my own perspective.

If you haven't noticed the most absurd part of this though, don't worry, I'll cover it now.  Having my life contain montages would involve, and in fact require,  the moments in between these large, supposed 'important' moments of my life to be skipped over.  I say supposed because it's the little, every-day moments that make interpersonal interactions special.  Consider my imaginary relationship montage above:  How did I meet this girl?  Why do I like her?  Are we a good couple, or are we mutually destructive?  What was our fight about?

I really can't answer any of those questions, as I don't have even the slightest inkling as to the answers.  I don't know anything about this relationship or fight other than the fact that this mystery girl is apparently worth reconciling with.  Our reconciliation and high points aren't even audible; the music is the only sound playing.  So I don't even know what we talk about when we're together.

Back to the importance of the small moments though, one of my tattoos is based off of the song "Life is Beautiful" by Sixx A.M., and the words 'Open Your Eyes Life is Beautiful' are tattooed onto my right shoulder.  I'm not going to pretend this is some deep viewpoint; an identical sentiment can be found in the timeless cliche 'Take time to smell the roses'.  I fully acknowledge and embrace this mantra when I'm picturing my montages. I wouldn't truly want an edited relationship; the little moments, the ones where this mystery girl's presence alone makes me feel happier, will be far more cherished than our time spent laughing on the beach and affectionately staring into each other's eyes, speaking without words due to the music.  I guess that this is the message was trying to get out from the moment I started writing this entry: Open your eyes; life is beautiful.