On with the puzzle metaphor mentionned in a previous post. This is what my soul feels like right now. A bunch of pieces that need to be assembled. BUT I don't know what the reference image is. I just have a pile a pieces that don't seem to have anything to do with each other. Here and there, a colour or a texture maybe. Otherwise, just a mess.
That's where the metaphor stops for me. With a puzzle, you'd start by turning each piece to see it's colour. Spreading them out. Then putting together the pieces that seem to go together. Setting aside borders and corners... But I can't do this with my life. Or can I ?
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