Last night, as I was supposed to be studying for my math midterm, I decided that I should pay my friend Sevan a visit in the HBS E-Board Meeting room. As the tea began to boil, I realized that my favorite teacup had a rather nasty crack in the middle. Ordinarily, this wouldn't be of much concern, but this teacup was part of a set that was given to me by my ex.
The past is something that I have not as of yet managed to shrug off. I realized that as I talked with Sevan about my life... about my high school experiences, and most especially, about our own encounters with grief. Though we both agree that rationally, the most enduring loss is death, we also realized that each of us is still hurt about past relationships.
I guess that its just pain that everyone goes through eventually. I just wish that I knew how to rid myself of it.
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