another metaphor to life.

i've come to terms with the fact that life is a giant puzzle. you're probably like....... yea stupid, obviously. its not like its one of those paint by numbers where all ya need is a the right paint to make a beautiful (numbered picture). it's not like one of those 3d puzzles..... you know rubix cubes and the like. the kind of puzzle i'm talking about here is 2d, where every piece has a place.

I think everyone's life is a puzzle. I mean, at the end of the day, some people's pieces may be smaller than others, and of course, each picture will be different, some more beautiful then others. But of course, everyone has a common goal - to complete it a-sap.

there's your core corner pieces - you know, the easiest ones to put together, the ones that obviously fit together. this is your life foundation. the bonds between the pieces may be weak at times, but they strengthen and weaken at their own pace. It's pretty hard to complete the rest of the puzzle without the outside border.

then there's your inside pieces - pretty much representing every other aspect of your life.
there's the pieces you're SO DAMN sure are a crucial part of the puzzle that end up being tricks; that don't even belong in the puzzle at all. some people spend their whole life trying to make these pieces fit, but they never fully will.
Then there's the pieces that you put in the puzzle and fit perfectly, and then your cat eats them or they get stuck to something, never to be found again. These are the saddest puzzle pieces because most often then not, these kinds of pieces can never be replaced...
there's the pieces that you put in thinking they're in the right spot, but really are not. you think that putting them a certain way will make a picture of a flower field, but one day, or over time, you realize that the picture your puzzle is trying to make isn't of a flower field of all, but actually a space ship. So they need to be rearranged.
there's the pieces that you KNOW need to be there, but can't seem to find anywhere. When you finally find it, you're so happy. everyone is looking for this piece.

puzzle pieces come and go, get rearranged, and change the bigger picture often in ways we can't imagine. though we've got to be careful to hold on to the puzzle pieces that are a great fit and contribute to making the puzzle whole, we've also got to remember that we can't stress over the pieces we haven't found yet.
we've got to simply keep searching - these missing pieces could be anywhere. under the couch, in the bathtub, still in the box, or accidentally in someone else's puzzle, just waiting for you to even be aware of its existence. all you can really do is keep searching, wish, and hope.