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Picking Up the Pieces

Life is a Puzzle

By Alyssa MussoPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Picking Up the Pieces
Photo by Benjamin Zanatta on Unsplash

It's only when you stop to think about things that everything starts to make sense.

The pieces start to come together on their own, like they were just waiting all along.

The pieces were there, but you couldn't see the bigger picture.

How do they all fit?

Others tried to give their interpretation of the picture, but none of the pieces seemed to fit correctly.

Some pieces fit, but others didn't.

Some needed to be forced together, but it wasn't right.

All of the pieces were there, so why didn't they fit?

They do fit, you just don't have the right picture.

The picture isn't something someone has drawn for you.

It isn't something that is passed down from one generation to the next.

It isn't something that has been made for you.

It is something that is made by you.

And only you.

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About the Creator

Alyssa Musso

A scientist by trade, but a creative at heart. One novel in progress with too many other ideas taking up space in my head. Some of those ideas end up here.

Instagram: @alyssa.n.mussowrites

My website! https://www.alyssamusso.com/

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    Written by Alyssa Musso