I just love it when the hipster douches behind the registers at Fellini’s think that they’re doing me such a service, taking my order with typical condescending sneers, and no response to my genuine “how are yous?” Life is so hard when skinny jeans are choking your nuts, and being unable/so anti-establishment that your beard grows as rampantly as Matisyahu, I guess.
So I’ve been thinking about my life, actually, I do that a whole lot, but as I lay in bed prior to sleep last night, I came up with sort of an analogy to describe it, and I told myself that if I somehow managed to remember it, that I would brog about it today. And so here we are, brogging away at a pizza joint during lunchtime away from Dykeland.
I feel as if, my life is a series of jigsaw puzzles. And at any given point, I’m always missing a few pieces here and there to complete smaller puzzles which contribute to the completion of the entire puzzle as a whole.
Now sometimes I’ve felt that we as human beings should never be complete, never be content, etc, etc, and that’s true to some degree, as well as being sentiments from Fight Club, but on that same token, now I’m saying that it’s okay for bits at a time. Let ourselves feel victorious and happy with small victories, before moving onto the next set of conquests. Otherwise, there would be little reason to enjoy little things, perhaps?
But anyway, back to the puzzles and life, as it pertains to me, the way I see it, I have a few incomplete puzzles on my plate these days. And the way I see it, the fewer the puzzles, the better, but anyway, I see shit like my car as one puzzle – I’m liking my newish car, sure, but there are some problems that are arising, as should be expected with buying someone else’s used property. Bad bearing, shock, spring, or something, that’s causing this agonizing groaning sound whenever anything forces a weight-shift to the left part of the car. One day, I’ll fix these problems, and solve a small puzzle. But it doesn’t change the fact that I have car payments to make, and will for the next three years, at the very most. I kind of need a real job in order to complete the car puzzle, as well as the life puzzle, of finding the job piece, and so on, and so on.
Eventually, I would like to search for the girl piece, but due to my own comfort and securities, I want to have the job piece found and in place before I seek it out.
Supposedly, with this frame of thinking, there is never really an end in sight, but there are plenty of small victories on the way to feel good about, before moving onto the next set of incomplete puzzles to seek out the pieces for.
Hey, it could be worse – I could’ve easily made the analogy that life is one giant Flash .FLA file, and that I think I’m missing some movie clips to complete my giant life’s animation.
