At the end of the blog post about the project, he asks readers to tell him about their own missing pieces.
I have been trying to find mine ever since I heard about the project a few years ago, but I can't find it. Either I'm lying to myself or I'm living the perfect life. There's no person from my past who needs to hear what I have to say. There's no one to apologize to or kiss or hit. Maybe I'm just shallow. How is it possible that I don't have a missing piece?
Here's one of the shorts, "Haircut."