My grandmother is a teacup (Fly high, Chip)

First of all I would like to make the following statement:
brainstorming by typing<<<<<<<<<<<<<brainstorming on paper

Everything just flows better man. Exhibit a:
(That last word that was cut off says "pondering" btw. I like that word a lot.)

I made this outline of my short film with two different options to what would come right after the opening monologue. I still can't make up my mind. Either way, the teacup scenes WILL appear withing the film, but I still don't know if I should state loss to then continue with them, or show them immediately, which will definitely be more symbolic. What I know for sure, is that my film will be an exploration of loss, and not about death. It's more about what comes after—the whole grieving process. So yeah, I'm still split between these two.

Also, during the class discussion we had when we had the change to talk about my ideas, people suggested that I have some sort of symbol that will serve as the spine for the entire film. This will be a teacup (which I thought was perfect because my grandmother's "thing" was drinking tea with milk in the mornings. I wasn't a fan of it personally. Tea should be drank with no milk. But it's okay I guess lol). So I was also thinking that, yes, the teacup could be the symbol. BUT what if at some point in the film, the lost loved one BECOMES the teacup? You know, the main character starts interacting with it a lot, and starts having conversations with it, using it as some sort of coping mechanism.  This would definitely be an interesting take and it would make it experimental. Which is what I'm looking for. I also thought of that Op Doc we watched in the beginning on the year. It represented a story of loss through the use of random objects, but it still managed to be incredibly profound and sincere. It really stuck to me a lot. Here it is: I Think This Is the Closest to How the Footage Looked. It's beautiful, and I will be watching it again for inspiration.

I also brainstormed on the main character (exhibit b):

I was thinking: this is my first time ever coping with a big loss—the first time ever I feel real grief. BUT I have experienced loss before. With a hamster and a chicken. Like a baby chick.

I just Googled images of the word "chick" for the heck of it and this is how it shows up:

In conclusion:
a) we live in a cruel world
b) capitalism = bad

Anyways, yeah a chick I won as a party favor gift type thing died after 2 days. I think it was hypothermia. Because we did feed him, if I remember correctly. RIP Chip, you're missed I guess.
So yeah the point is, I have experienced loss before with a chicken, but it does not compare to losing my grandmother. I was thinking the main character could mention in the monologue, how they lost a small pet, but they had no perception of what death was. They were told the chicken "went to heaven". So the point is, with this, I would explain how one can never really recover from losing someone. It will always hurt. Which is why I wrote: "Does time heal??". My film will end in a symbolic representation of further reflecting which kind of embodies the whole "does time heal?" thing.

I love writing on paper. This all flowed well.

Also, my mom had the idea of hanging chimes on a tree on our backyard to remember my grandmother. I hung them up today during golden hour and it was the most beautiful thing. The sound of it converted the backyard into some kind of etherial palace. I tried to upload a video of it but it didn't work :////
But it was so beautiful, my heart is full.

This is weird and random, but we will be doing a service for her March 12, which is exactly one month before the deadline of this project. I think somehow I was meant to do this, which makes me very happy.