April 20, 2015 - 09:25
I’ve been putting off my site sit for this past week, mainly because I didn’t know what to do…I didn’t know what to write about. Should I keep writing with an unspoken hunger? An unspoken longing for connection and love? An unspoken fear of intimacy? Or should I completely remove my emotions from this final posting? For inspiration, I printed out all of my past site sits (like we did in class) and decided to read them at these four stepping-stones by the Duck Pond.
Here is the highlights reel…that kind of demonstrates how I have changed with semester.
“slowly close my lips around the filter and pull at the deep orange embers”
“ I actually felt pleasantly empty…Maybe the snow just mutes emotions”
“You must have wanted to kiss everyone you loved one last time.”
“nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands”
“ I can’t wait for the ocean spray to kiss my knees”
“is it so wrong to spoil myself in my imagination?”
“Maybe darker and heavier thoughts also experience a rebirth in spring. Maybe pain is revived.”
“Fear and beauty. Why are they so intricately linked?”
This spring has been a lot of me coming to terms with my fear and realizing that sometimes your imagination can be a dangerous place, because you can avoid confronting reality.