Symmetry

  I. Love. Symmetry. Even as a child. Most children are messy and cluttered. Not me. I knew everything had a place. If it wasn't there i'd put it there. But there was always.. 'It'... I called this thing 'It' because it didn't have a place. It didn't belong there. As I grew older, 'It' progressed. I was unable to maintain a stable relationship because the women were always messy and (because I couldn't work anymore) when they left for work I always had to clean up after them. They didn't know how to keep their blankets and always took mine. They didn't know how to stay and their side and always came onto mine. But that wasn't my biggest problem. My biggest problem was.. 'It'. My one blue eye. The left side of my face has a blue eye and the right side has a green eye. I never paid attention to it until I went to the mirror one day and my hair was uneven. When I fixed it, my hair revealed a blue eye. No! This couldn't be. I ran into the kitchen and got a spoon. I went back into the mirror and dug the spoon into my eye. Further and further until it reached the back. Then.. POP. My eye came out. It didn't hurt much. Probably because it didn't belong there and it was supposed to come out. I put gauze over it to stop the bleeding. Then I went to bed. In the morning I went back into the  bathroom. I removed the gauze to examine my work. I gasped. There was now a hole in the left side of my face... and not the right.. so I went into the kitchen and grabbed a spoon. This time the pain was unbearable. Because that eye belonged. But it didn't anymore. Eventually the pain was so unbearable. My eye popped out.. but.. it was still dangling from my face. I grabbed some scissors and began to cut the cords. Damn.. it hurt soo bad. But I was laughing. Then the last cord. Blood was all over by now, it was a miracle that I was still alive. I let go of the scissors when I realized my sanity was slipping. The scissors fell.. My eye was still dangling.. You know how when you fold the paper to make a  paper fan and the papers over lap..? That's how the cord on my eye looked. I realized how thin it was and grabbed my eye.. and ripped it out.. I threw both eyes in the trash. Then I fell. As I slowly began to black out I smiled. For the first time in my life. Because I was now finally symmetrical.. did I mention.. I love symmetry?