Monday, January 07, 2008

something a little incomplete


the option was presented: write all your cares on a luggage tag and check your baggage at the door.

So... seriously? Check it at the door? The opportunity to unload my baggage comes along and it has suddenly become difficult to breathe.

I click my pen and write in bold, capital letters HEARTACHE.

I look at it for a second and know that it is the only word that can sum everything up.
I fold it in half, suddenly realizing how vulnerable it has made me feel to write that word.

The question of my hurt has been answered, but not this: will I actually even want to let it go?

5 comments:

Alejandra said...

I told you it was perfect...

Ryan Placchetti said...

I check your blog like, everyday. Like a fine wine, this post just gets better with age.

Alejandra said...

You have been tagged my dear: http://www.sentfrommydelldesktop.com/2008/02/getting-personal.html

Ryan Placchetti said...

Still reading it. Still good. I'd love to read more though. Maybe something about Peru...

I tagged you too, in fact, I tagged you FIRST.

I win that round.

Ryan Placchetti said...

I'm actually starting to feel like a stalker.

How cool is that?