I thought I had a good sense of who I was and what I wanted, and it was enough just because it had to be. Winging it, was what I told myself I was doing. Settling into a place where I was forced to live on my own, I had been counting down the days for a moment like this, and my pride wouldn't let the loneliness get the best of me. I would sit in a new city that was full yet so empty and drown out the thoughts that would make me worry. I would throw up a smile and practice my lines of meaningless conversation, because I had to, and it was what I wanted. I explored a campus with a pool of unknowing and seemingly unfriendly faces, but with my arms open.
Randoms. Check. It was something you were supposed to think about and consider when you signed an apartment. It was something you were supposed to discuss with the people patting you on the back and cheering you on as you made that decision. Looking around, I sat alone. Check. I fidgeted with the pen, but only after I made that check and continued to smile. The key was handed to me and I walked over to building 1. I unlocked the front door, peering in and getting in return the first smiles I had seen all day.
There’s a cohesion to this blog that I’m digging. The title of the blog post, “Wing It”, has a duality- it’s referencing the theme of the blog post itself of flinging oneself into the unknown, as well as the background picture of the wing of a plane in flight (also referencing flinging oneself into the cloudy unknown).
ReplyDeleteI guess the picture is supposed to reference this theme as well. On the one hand, it works aesthetically with the blog- it’s a pretty picture with a beautiful skyline as its focus that utilizes great depth of field and creates distance. On the other hand, it has little to do with the text. It might be a reach to interpret it as symbolizing the emotional journey the narrator/blogger is experiencing from moving to a new town and being unsure of their environment to embracing that uncertainty and tackling the unknown head on, but that’s what I’m going with.
There’s almost a dissonance between the picture and the text- the picture goes with the theme and the background, the text representing something else altogether. This makes me wonder what I should be focusing on. I’m inclined to react to the text first- it’s easier on the eyes (for me) and represents something more interesting than cars on a road. Perhaps picking something more relevant to the text would be a better idea- cities and buildings are mentioned but not seen. But, once again, the picture and its direction (but lack of destination) fits with this wayward traveler theme that the blog in its entirety’s got going.