im not sure what it is about 'self reflection' that makes me sigh, but it does. whether its pen & paper or at a computer, before i know it, ive let out a sigh.
its like the key in the ignition or something.
ive always been more of a journal (like pen & paper) kind of kid, but lately ive replaced my journal with a sketchpad. (if i can figure out how to add pictures to this thing i will) but sketching is proving to be a disservice to my brain-sometimes theres just waaaay too much going on up there and not enough creativity in my fingers to do it justice.
like lately ive been contemplating 'how did i get here?' and duh, not in the biological sense. its a total paradox but im a firm believer in destiny and free will. liiiiiiiike...the end result is pre-determined, but how we choose to get there is up to us. so lets say theres an ice cream shoppe in the distance and 2ways of getting there:do you want to go left? or right? the experiences will be different no matter what path you choose, but ultimately youll wind up right where youre supposed to be. all the weird and wonderful things that happen along the way, well, thats life. and the beautiful part is theres more than just going 'right' or 'left'-theres infinite possibilites. and those moments dont always make sense at the time theyre happening either (especially the 'sucky' ones).a lot of it is waiting for it to all make sense. sometimes its a day later. sometimes its a month. lately, mine feels like years.
but maybe thats the point-you keep choosing right or left, have your moments (the beautiful ones and the beautifully disastrous ones), and wait for them to all come together and make sense.
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