being born somewhere doesn't necessarily mean that you belong there. i've spoken enough about belonging and alienation thanks to HSC english, but i honestly believe that being exposed to snippets of cultures and lifestyles we are unfamiliar with isn't enough. being on vacation for three weeks on the opposite side of the equator blatantly points out all that i'm missing out on. but little things that go unnoticed are noticed by me, and make me yearn for more. it's a feeling you can't put into words, because it is waiting to be experienced, and i want to build something of my own, not be content with what's given to me. i want to create something from scratch, something that is my own and that i can be proud of accomplishing. i wish i possessed the talent to even remotely try to express the feelings i'm trying ever so hard to explain. a photograph has the potential to inspire, a song can change so much within the span of three minutes.
what is this constant need for us to communicate to others what's inside of our heads? no, i don't want a smart arse response about the human desire for understanding and appreciation. but you've gotta admit, they do have a point.
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