Sometimes different parts of your life collide in a way that make you sit up and pay attention. The rhythm of the world moves so strangely that I can’t help but think everything is connected and that things happen for a reason.
In March I visited a city that was so different from the one where I grew up and from any of the others I’d ever lived in. I love going to places I’ve never been (which doesn’t happen a lot) even when I have no notion of what it’s going to be like. However, I was a little dismayed to find out that though I didn’t realize it at the time, I had kind of made my family jump through hoops of some sort in order for me to travel there. I had gone to see one of my best friends get married, but I actually spent quite a bit of time alone, which I hadn’t expected, especially because my flight out was cancelled and I to stay an extra day. So I ended the trip feeling a little let down. Because though it’s rare and precious that I get an abundance of time to be by myself—I had time to read and draw, explore a little and step back from my everyday thoughts— I left the city feeling like I hadn’t connected to it in any real way. Then...a couple months later came the news that would shock me, horrify me, and disrupt my thoughts for the days and weeks to come (forever, I suppose). Now because of the circumstances I will forever feel connected to that city, a city in the state where the news originated, where the bill was signed. I guess sometimes you have to go somewhere new to find your way back to where you’ve been.Read More