You know you’ve been working on a puzzle too long when you start thinking about its theological significance.
Today I coined a new syndrome. Despite the lack of research to prove this truth, it only takes one run-in with the syndrome to know it’s for real.
The symptoms of this syndrome are numerous, likely to occur repetitively throughout one’s life. They include (but are not limited to):
- Not wanting to get out of bed
- The desire to hide under a pile of blankies
- Refusal to respond to to emails, phone calls, and text messages
- Reacting to people like you are a hermit being poked by sticks
- Thought processes that begin with “I don’t need ____, I can handle this myself…”
- When asked a question the first words that come to mind are those generally frowned upon by “moral” society
“Why the name?” You may ask. Well, it’s like one singular puzzle piece refusing to be a part of the puzzle. If life is a 1000 piece jig-saw puzzle, and each person plays the role of one piece, each life has a role to play. When one piece calls it quits, several things could happen.
1) A revolt could begin, ending with a bunch of frowny-face, prickly-pear, puzzle pieces outside the edges. 2) No one will notice until the puzzle is almost done, but it can’t be complete without the one. 3) A group of dedicated puzzle-doers will hunt out the one (somewhat like Jesus seeking out the lost lamb, coin, soul…). 4) The loner will realize that it’s no fun to sit on the sidelines and watch everyone else, albeit messy and frustrating at times, dive into life.
What’s the cure? So far studies show once you have the syndrome (and 99% of the population conduct it at some point in life) , it doesn’t go away. The lone puzzle raises it’s ugly head again and again.
But, studies also show that community can help kick a piece back into gear. People who love regardless of grumpiness and biting words can “love a piece” back to life.
If you’re suffering from lone puzzle syndrome or know someone who is, remember: lots of love. And, we can’t do this alone.