puzzle pieces

Opening the box to a reach new puzzle piece set, I begin my thoughtful journey.

I always found it funny how we spend so much time on these things, only to break it up and put it back in a box to never touch again. In a pitying way I feel like that’s life these days.

Putting yourself together only to be broken again by the gruelling trials and tribulations that being here has to offer.

‘Well then, let’s begin!’ It’s a picture of a castle and a pretty garden, I am quite fond of sceneries such as this… The beauty of a castle, the luxuriousness of having a garden to wander and a grand estate to potter around in.

I put the pieces together in categories from stone castle pieces, the garden and the white fluffy clouds and blue sky. From here I narrow it down further into edge and middle pieces.

Progressing with this puzzle will take a while, a lot of the time I feel impatient to finish it, I can sit down trying to figure it out until my head hurts and I am mentally exhausted. But the best moments are when I sit down with my tea for a little while and casually place a few pieces before I move on.

You know it’s funny how a puzzle can be a metaphor for life in everyday, from how you take interest then move on, how you sort through, breakdown… How you love, how you hate.

When I finish this puzzle I will feel a brief satisfaction before the empty holes in my life start to sneak through and I forget about the momentary joy, peace and anger I felt while putting it together.

‘But let’s not get ahead of ourselves!’

It takes me two weeks to finish this puzzle, with the key moment being at the end when there were several pieces missing. I scrambled around the house trying to find them, and let my anger get the best of me as I looked up the number to the company that sold it to me tempted to give them an earful… In the end they were under the rug.

As I break it up into pieces and place it back in the box I feel a sense of loss, grief… The thing that has been by my side the past two weeks is leaving now, it almost feels like I am letting go of a friend. But having a clean table and a fresh start feels much more tempting.

As I put the puzzle away I think of what puzzle I’ll start with next, ‘maybe a 5000? or should I take it easy and do a 500?’