When we lose something, another thing comes along. It may never be a good replacement but it makes a new memory. When we associate things to one person or a memory of that person, somehow, it leads to bigger things. Bigger emotions. Big enough to get stuck with us even if that person isn’t part of our lives anymore.

The other day i got a chance to rearrange my room and got rid of some things so as to make these bigger emotions shrink and with hopes of selectively losing memories.

So there’s this empty spot now. Taking that painting off was one of the heaviest move, like trying to get rid of a mountain out of my sight.

Later that same day, a 4-year old boy went inside my room and showed me a canvass. He said I should keep it.

Now the spot isn’t empty. And sometimes the timing of things saves us from having big emotions. Rebuilding a new world would mean making new memories. Not necessarily with someone new, but with anyone around me. I somehow feel small because one way or another, I’ve taken these people for granted because I was so focused and involved in just one orbit.

He asked me to put his painting somewhere special. So i gave him THE spot. He deserves it.