Now that the school year has started up, I find myself reflecting on the last few years of my life. Every year around mid August, I’d be packed up and preparing myself mentally and physically for school. Now, in late August, I find it strange that I have some free time to myself. It’s weird to feel unproductive when I’ve been taking classes or working since I started.
College was an awesome experience for me – I got to see a whole new world (literally) and learn about things I had no idea existed. My friends got me into modeling, then photography, and then I found a new community because of it. I learned so much more about people than I thought I ever would, became more patient with others and myself, and finally figured out a good method for navigating the world.
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Ascending into clouds is euphoric; nothing is on my mind other than wonder and awe.
Watching the clouds go past, seeing peaks and valleys and rivers in a sea of softness. It looks so solid, like it could be a land itself, but to put too much trust in something so beautiful would be unwise. I’ll continue to watch from below, and from above when opportunities arise. In lucky glances, I catch pieces of the patchwork of the earth – sections of land, so small and well organized from up here. Those small pieces are places to explore, fill of opportunity to collect another piece of the puzzle that covers our world. I’m drawn to wonder: what stories does that land hold, of people who live there, people who have died there, people who have visited? Continue reading “Waxing Poetic About a New Adventure”