It’s been far too long since I’ve written anything. For the past few months, everytime I sat down to write, i felt like I didn’t have the correct words. Even now, I still don’t feel as though I have anything interesting to say.
But I suppose you all deserve an update of sorts, so I’ve compiled a list of three things I’ve been doing.
- I have been taking more photos and storing up the memories for a time when I will need them. Just today I pulled over whilst driving just to take a few snapshots of the sky and the clouds. I want to remember what the sky here at home looks like when I had to college. I am a very visual person, probably because of my extremely artsy streak. This is why I cherish photographs so much, for looking back at them can almost take me back to that moment in time. Photos, to me, are like dogeared pages in the book called “my life”.
- I have been taking more risks and stepping outside of my comfort zone. Those who know me well can attest to the fact that I really enjoy comfort zones. I get nervous easily and I’m incredibly shy when you first meet me. But, with a little encouragement from a few friends and a whole lot of practice, I’ve become the person that walks up to strangers and asks them how they’re doing. I no longer cringe at the thought of first encounters, but welcome them. It is now quite easy for me to carry on an interesting conversation with someone I barely know. I believe this will help me tremendously as I enter University in just over one month.
- I have been spending more time alone. This may sound a little odd to you, but spending time with just myself has taught me so much. I’m learning how vastly complex I am, and that that is just fine. I’ve discovered that if my friends want to hang out and I really do not wish to, it’s okay to say no. I do not need to push myself to be the person everyone expects me to be. I’m learning that I am much stronger than I once thought. Learning to be content by myself has also shown me that I need not look for a relationship at the moment. Although it is disheartening that most all of my friends are in relationships or have significant others, being single is where I need to be. In fact, I quite like the freedom of not having to worry about such a petty thing like wondering who likes me and what not. There are still many complexities to my personality that I haven’t yet figured out, but I know I will get there soon enough.
As you can see, I’ve learned in these past few months. As for the experiences and things I’ve gone through in that time, I don’t have enough space to even begin to explain it all. But perhaps that will be saved for a few future posts.
All in all, my summer is going quite wonderfully, and I hope the same goes for you all.
And so with the sunshine and the bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald.
Oh, how I adore this quote. It is one that rings true, even in my own life. I find myself feeling ecstatic as the summer begins, flooding my town with sunshine and good vibes. The grass is turner greener, and the trees are bursting with leaves. The flowers are blooming in the garden, and I’m sitting outside on our patio listening to my neighbors mow their lawns and work on outdoorsy projects. There’s a certain universal joy that everyone is experiencing as they enjoy the wonderful weather. It feels fresh and new, like nothing that has happened before.
And perhaps that is what the summer does to us. Perhaps it reminds us that we can start over and that the trials and cold of winter is not eternal. Perhaps it reminds us that things can begin again.
So I shall shed the skin of winter, the hard and tough armor that I suited myself with. I will leave that behind me and take on my summer skin, ready for all of the new adventures and promises of this season.
I adore Wes Anderson films. Moonrise Kingdom is definitely in my top five favourite films of all time. There is something absolutely captivating about his videography and directing. His characters are often magical and lovable in a strange sense, and again… the camera work is so incredible. I love the subtle symmetry he uses, along with the distinctly 60s vibe.
I find myself wishing I live in a “Wes Anderson film”, which means I wished a little more adventurous, ethereal life.
Call me a day dreamer or a dumb romanticist, but I catch myself wishing that a new, daring friend would come crashing into my life to take me on new adventures. Often when I’m in town at the coffee shop reading Kerouac novels, I watch who comes in, wondering if they will be a new, exciting addition to my life. That’s pretty dumb, isn’t it?
Well… maybe it isn’t. Maybe I shall enter a tight knit group of artsy fartsy people on campus. Maybe I will meet people who my heart adores, and we will embark on our own adventures. Maybe my days will consist of longboarding around campus with a cool, creative posse. One can only hope, I suppose.
And perhaps I will not have to wait until college… maybe I will have a very Wes Anderson-esque summer. I can already envision it, me and my two best friends chasing sunsets and laughing until our stomach hurts while roadtripping across our state. I certainly hope this summer is something to remember.
all the kids, they want today,
all they ever think about’s
It’s about summer.
I’m sitting by the window listening to the soundtrack of the movie The Music Never Stopped. The hum of multiple lawn mowers fill my ears, and there’s a steady breeze coming in. It’s hot, really hot for a May day, but I’m not complaining. I’ve missed the sunshine and the bare legs and the suntanned skin. The start of summer always has felt magical to me, as it signifies the end of the school year and the beginning of summertime adventures.
All the kids, they want today
the world’s problems to go away
it’s about summer,
it’s about summer.
Summertime has always felt wildly carefree to me, with no schoolwork to worry about and no grades or due dates or what not. It felt as though all my problems faded away. As a child, summer meant days at the pool, sleepovers with my best friend, going barefoot, and eating more ice-cream than usual. It was a wondrous, free of worry and stress. As I grew older, summer became busier. I got summer jobs, volunteered at camps, and seemed to have little time to myself. (But it was all fun nonetheless!) this summer I seem to be doing much less, so maybe it will return to it’s carefree state.
thoughtful, impassioned they easily open their minds,
through the eyes of a child,
this world is truly divine
Thoughtful, impassioned they easily open…
Is summer still magical for you?