Your Map of the World
As I once said, all emotional pain comes when your expectation of reality doesn’t match reality. A guy who knows his wife’s cheating on him regularly isn’t all that twisted when he catches them in the act, cause he was prepared for it.
So, my buddy in the last entry’s having a hard time dealing with his breakup. Makes sense – breakups are hard. This whole blog came about from my last major breakup.
But to make it easier – the pain that is – I changed my map of the world.
Imagine you had the job of erasing the word “Broadway” from every map you got. That’s a tough task. And when you’re done, the faint lines of the word’s are still there. But it’s gone for the most part.
Dunno if you know this, but I paid for law school fixing computers and networks.
A computer doesn’t actually read a whole harddrive to find the data it wants, it has a map, a table of contents, that lists every file it has. When you want a file, it looks it up on the map, goes to where it is, and pulls it out.
When it deletes a file, all it does is erase that one line on its map. The file’s still there, it just doesn’t know it.
When you wanna get a file back, you can sometimes cause it can figure out what on the map’s changed.
My buddy won’t erase his map. I don’t blame him. It’s heartbreaking and hard.
But Broadway’s gone. He’s gotta scrub his map. If she comes back, that’s great, the faint lines will be there and he’s got a semi-clean map ready for her.
If she doesn’t, well, he’s still got a semi-clean map to work with.
Either way, a semi-clean map’s a good thing.
Only the stalker and the starkers say that Broadway’s there when it’s not.