Eggs

"I thought of that old joke, y'know, the, this... this guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, "Doc, uh, my brother's crazy; he thinks he's a chicken." And, uh, the doctor says, "Well, why don't you turn him in?" The guy says, "I would, but I need the eggs." Well, I guess that's pretty much now how I feel about relationships; y'know, they're totally irrational, and crazy, and absurd, and... but, uh, I guess we keep goin' through it because, uh, most of us... need the eggs. "

-Woody Allen in Annie Hall

Yesterday I was reminded of feelings that I've tried to tuck away for the past five months. Actually, I haven't so much tucked them away as run from them, skipping from place to place without looking back. There are few things harder than saying goodbye to someone that you don't want to say goodbye to. I know that the way I've dealt with it has not been the best way. I haven't sat still for a second since Frankie and I broke up and yesterday the weight of his absence hit me like a freight train. I really cried for the first time since it happened.

It's important when dealing with these things to allow yourself to really feel it. You can only numb yourself for so long.

But most importantly remember that we all need the eggs. No matter how crazy or absurd or irrational things can end up, it was worth it. It was always worth it.