Thursday, May 27, 2010

The Aiden in Everybody's Closet

Just got back from the midnight showing up Sex and the City 2. Yes, yes I am one of those (and so is Sami). Anyway, if you’ve been skimming any magazines or watching E! lately, you’ve probably heard that one of Carrie’s exes, Aiden, would be making an appearance of some sort in this movie. I hate spoiling the plot, so I’ll keep it at that, but the mere fact that Aiden’s existence even mattered enough to make it into the movie stirs up something Sami and I have been thinking lately.

We all have an Aiden hidden in our closet. Most, if not all, of us have somebody from our past who has a way of creeping back into our lives…or at least our minds even though they really have no place there. Sami and I each have one. Guys whom we got rid of for extremely valid and unforgivable reasons. Guys we’d be stupid to even think about again. In fact, we’ve moved on. We’ve dated other guys and are happy with the way things are.

And yet, why do we always think we see them in a crowd like a lingering mirage that follows you wherever you go. Why do they haunt us in our dreams like ghosts of lovers past? Why do we seek their attention as a fallback when we need a boost of confidence? It’s like our subconscious chooses to forget all of the reasons we’re not still with them in the first place and hold onto the illusion that their redeeming qualities are actually redeeming when they’re not. Or it could’ve been some kind of outside factor that ruined things, but either way there’s no point to going back there.

It’s pathetic really. And masochistic to let the skeletons in your closet tell you how good you look in that purple dress. I’ve always been the kind of person who believes there’s nothing wrong with staying friends with your exes, but now I think I’m officially a believer in the John Nash philosophy (from A Beautiful Mind): The more you ignore the illusions, the more you start being able to enjoy reality.

Hey, I may be a dreamer, but my reality is getting really good, and I’m not sleeping through it.

~Alex

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