Late Night Musings

On my drive into Green Hills tonight {which takes 20 minutes} and on my way back to Mt. Juliet {also 20 minutes}, I had lots of time to think. These are just random things, but I thought I'd share them anyway.

There is one thing I always look for when I drive out to the Green Hills/West End area of town, and that is about a pothole. A pothole?? Yes, a pothole. And, just why am I thinking about a pothole?? Well, I'll tell you.

At the 24/440 split coming from MJ, there used to be a pothole in the shape of a heart. I wish I had a picture of it, but I promise you it was there. On the bridge to 440. It always stuck out to me.

Throughout high school as I drove to school each morning, I looked at that pothole and was immediately cheered up. Recently, within the year, it was patched. However, you could still see the outline of the pothole that used to be, and I was still warmed by this pothole in the shape of a heart. {By now, you probably think I'm crazy. But, honestly, I have a point.}

Well, tonight I drove out to Green Hills to see Julie&Julia with MC, my Maid of Honor, and I noticed something odd. The road had been recently paved. They paved right over my heart pothole. It's gone. I no longer have something to look at but just a memory of a heart pothole that used to be.

But, here's my point, and I hope you don't think I'm insane for this analogy. I feel as if the heart pothole represented my heart. Before I met R, my heart was empty - thus the heart shaped pothole. Once I met R, my heart was full - ergo the filled in heart pothole. And, now that R has proposed and we are getting married, the pothole has been sealed over as if to say that we have made the right decision to spend the rest of our lives together. In essence, we sealed the deal.

Am I truly crazy for relating my love life to a pothole in the shape of a heart?? I hope not. I think I shall call it a sign from God. I think it sounds better!! :)

Photo: Flickr {jess.h}
p.s. This is not my pothole. It kind of looks like it though.