Recently, I stood in my parents' hallway, staring at a nail. It's not simply any nail. This particular nail was put in the wall to hold the picture of the person I had been dating. A picture that had been directly under mine on the wall.
As I stood there, I felt both heartache and humor simultaneously. Looking at the wall, it is clear there is a missing picture, even if you don't happen to see the nail. It struck me as both funny and sad. "Look! There's an opening!," I said to my sisters, because there is an opening, both metaphorical and physical.
Back in my own home, I watched 500 Days of Summer last night, reflecting on love, happiness, endings and beginnings. I think I am ready to move out of my own 500 days, and I'm wondering what the future holds for me and that opening underneath my picture.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
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I think it's awesome they had hung the photo in the first place. Don't take that nail for granted. Just sayin'...
And I loved loved loved 500 Days of Summer.
I'm not taking the nail or the spot for granted, but I didn't really explain that fully in my blog post. I was also very grateful that, when first describing the photo setup to me over the phone, that line of individuals was described as "partners." It was a nice moment.
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