The weight you bear

Eddie has struck again. This time, unsolicited. Generally I will turn to music to compliment my mood. However, last night it set the tone. The song so powerful, like it reached in my head and was belting out my thoughts. It freaked me out. But, thought followed. Thoughts that had eluded my conscious. And now, here it is. Lying on the table like a man, innards exposed. My first inclination was to post the lyrics of the song for all to analyse. But no, this is sacred. Much too personal. You'll draw conclusions. I would. Have. Instead, know this. I have finished the 500 piece puzzle. The image is beautiful. A place so peaceful and gorgeous, you wonder if it really exists. It does, just not for me to lay my eyes upon.

Depressing, right? No, and that's why I have decided to keep this song to myself. You won't understand. How can you? When I flip this puzzle and see the cardboard underbelly, it is not beautiful, peaceful, gorgeous. It is real life. Bland, boring, blank. Blank. A canvas, waiting to be brought to life. One of life's mysteries, solved.

The other mysteries are a bit more difficult. Some of them are intertwined. Like the tangled mess of wires behind your entertainment center. Each of them independently has a function; however, together produce a symphony of sound and a visual masterpiece. Right now the picture is a bit fuzzy and the audio, noisy. The solution? Unplug everything and begin unraveling. Only then will I find the dysfunctional cable, reconnecting the components as they were meant to be seen and heard.

And so it goes...