Jason Ashley Wright: Checking out of heartbreak hotel with high hopes
BY JASON ASHLEY WRIGHT World Scene Writer
Tuesday, May 08, 2012
5/08/12 at 5:17 AM
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My broken heart isn't trending on Twitter.
Then again, the world doesn't revolve around me. Apparently, it revolves "If I Had a Gun," "Karen Brady" and "#followmekitty." Who's Kitty? Is her first name Hello?
Whatever, I'm the first to admit I'm among the top 10 most selfish people I've ever met. Probably explains why one of my favorite TV quotes ever comes from "Ally McBeal" - the one when Georgia asks Ally "what makes your problems so much bigger than everybody else's?" and Ally responds with "They're mine." Amen, Sister.
Alas, as I've lamented since my 20s, the world doesn't stop spinning just because mine seems off its axis. Birds still sing, grass still grows and Visa doesn't interrupt its billing cycle for a split second. God bless Visa.
And, in a much more sincere way, God bless life. Yes, I may have suggested via Facebook this weekend that, when life hands you lemons, make lemonade, "Then pour it in a highball, and toss it in Life's face." My apologies.
But I have much more to be thankful for and happy about than I've allowed myself to boast - and that includes being a smidgen heartsick (and, perhaps, being single the rest of my life). Ask Ben and Jerry over, and let's chat.
Thankfully, I've grown up since some of my more infamous break-ups. I still feel the need to apologize to that nice guy at U.S. Cellular for breaking down hysterically while he tried to explain mobile rates back in 2007.
Part of the reason I'm not building forts out of used Kleenex boxes (wouldn't that be fun?) is that there's a healthy possibility that I'll be able to walk away with a friendship from this experience. Quite frankly, my friends are the true loves of my life, so it's actually quite exciting. I just hope that avenue of sentiment runs both ways. Lord knows I hate one-way streets as it is. And those pesky traffic circles!
Anyway, if you'll pardon yet another segue into cliche, I'm finding that there's more to that little phrase about "it's better to have loved and lost than never loved at all." Or was that a Faith Hill song? I suddenly imagine her on a stage with Tim McGraw in period-1960s attire.
But I digress. Although that statement used to make my eyes roll like dice at a Yahtzee tournament, I see what Faith and Tim are saying now. Get your schmaltz bucket ready, but at least I had some really awesome, Hallmark-worthy moments mixed in with the really bad ones. If nothing else, the gloom of the bad makes the good even shinier.
Plus, before I fell in love this last time, I wasn't looking for it. It just happened, like so many people throughout my life told me it would. And it very well may happen again.
But here's my mission, as it was a little more than a year ago before Love smacked me upside the head: I'm going to be happy being single - not just with the concept of it but the full-blown belief that I'm a bachelor for life. It's not a feigned happiness, either. It's gospel.
And part of the reason why is the daily realization life deserves more than a highball of lemonade in its face. It frequently deserves a big ol' high-five. In fact, it deserves to trend on Twitter more often than it gets to.