For some reason, this made me more upset than I've been in a long time. I honestly couldn't tell you the last time I felt such rage and resentment. I couldn't tell you why I was so distressed either. I guess when you spend literally everyday with something for two years and three months, it becomes a part of you. And a part of me snapped under the pressure today. The Kraziest glue in the whole world couldn't put the pieces back in place.
I couldn't help but replay the preceding fifteen minutes in my head. Wrong place, wrong time. So many things could have gone differently to save my ill-fated spectacles. But the events transpired just precisely enough to slaughter the symmetry that the lenses once shared. It was just their time to go.
So I guess this is where I learn a lesson. It would have something to do with not sweating the small stuff. I would throw out some joke about not losing sight. Don't dwell on the past and think of what could have happened, because it didn't. I would say move on, because who cares about a pair of dumb glasses? But dammit, I loved those glasses. And sometimes the smallest break causes the most pain.
"Let's take it back to the start again,
When we didn't have an outline in our heads."-SYG
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