tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2452633467900214499.post-53987636187558651562008-06-17T00:38:00.003-04:002008-06-17T01:31:41.458-04:00Puzzles. I love making puzzles, I love solving puzzles, I love puzzles.<br /><br />Puzzles make you think, they make your brain move (or at least allow the neurons to send greater amounts of action potential towards their ends to release more acetylcholine to stimulate the receptors of the adjacent neuron :)). I think the joy of the puzzle does not come in the completion of it, but the whole thought process and man power it takes to attempt to reach its final product or answer. Of course, the final product is always rewarding, but the longer it takes to solve, the more satisfaction you will have in the end.<br /><br />Life is full of puzzles. Every new thing that you learn is like a new piece to the puzzle that fits in perfectly with the previous ones. It keeps adding on everyday until, well, your life ends. Because many other people factor into your life, even when your life ends, the puzzle is still incomplete as it must add on to the puzzle pieces of all the bystanders in your life. <br /><br />When we face situations, we do not know all sides of it, so we only obtain one piece of the puzzle. Nothing else fits with it, but you now it has to go somewhere, you know there is more to this lonely piece. Sometimes you may never be able to fill in those missing pieces and for some reason, they don't affect the puzzle. The pieces get replaced and memories of it are vague. However, on occasion, you learn something new about the situation no matter how long ago it was, and suddenly you get a new piece to fill in right beside your old one. In that instant, you get a glimpse of the bigger picture and everything is just a clearer.<br /><br />This is why I love life. That moment, when everything becomes clearer, the moment pieces come together. The moment, you realize why something happened and why it happened that way. I don't think that when I search for these missing puzzle pieces that I'm being nosy, but just that I have this starving curiousity to know that which I do not. It may get me into trouble sometimes, but when I get to see pieces come together...I get this sense of satisfaction, a slight euphoric sensation that just makes me all tingly inside. It helps me to understand why people did what they did and why they reacted the way they reacted.<br /><br />When you get that moment of clarity, it just feels so good.<br /><br />*Victoria sits on her chair staring out the window with her hands on the keyboard, she tilts her head as a slight smile appears on her face* (PAHAHAHAHAHAHA for you Rachel :))vcknoreply@blogger.com