The Nuances of Life

You ever have those moments when the full symbolism of something in your everyday life hits you? I have a few such examples.

1) I had a beloved little Quaker parrot named Truffaldino. My mom had found him. At the same time, my beloved was getting ready to leave for Iraq. He came back, we went through all the crazy Army bureaucracy bullshit, all the consequences of being out in the front lines etc. Then we break up and that same day my mom calls me and tells me that Truffaldino flew away. It was like Truffaldino was the symbol of our love that escaped from us. I had that bird for the bulk of the relationship and then he flew away when it ended.

2) Last night, I got dumped and the song I wanted to hear was Carrie Underwood's "Cowboy Casanova". One of the lyrics say "A snake with blue eyes". This guy has blue eyes and he saw himself as a snake. I realized the connection as I was listening to the song. All I could say was "Fuck."

I could sit here and talk about how art gives our lives order and points out all the subtleties in our lives we miss because we are too busy occupied with the bulk of the problem. But I'm not. Maybe it is the artist in me that sees all these nuances while everyone else would simply see coincidence, an over-active imagination and point out that the subconscious affects our choices including my choice of songs. I'm sure there are more examples, I just don't feel like digging through the recesses of memory for them.