** The first three books in my six-part dystopian series have officially made their way out into the world! Check them out!
For the sake of blogging, self-exploration, and contemplation, I’ve been slowly making my way through answering questions from this list
Today’s Question: If you could take a single photograph of your life, what would it look like?
Well fuck, that’s not an easy question! I want to be a bit dramatic and say “someone trying to climb a mountain only they have no feet” or something equally as impossible and struggling, but I suppose that’s because I’m still not used to my life having been reduced to struggles that are manageable instead of overwhelming and emotionally crippling.
I don’t think any photograph could do my life justice. Maybe some type of interpretive art piece? A child chasing a balloon and the terrain changes, sometimes it’s an open field, sometimes lava and treachery, but no matter what the environment, the child still chases the balloon because she knows that if she can just catch it, or reach it, that her purpose will be fulfilled… and sometimes it’s within her grasp, sometimes she does catch it for a moment or two, other times it slips further away from her, but still, she follows where it leads even when it’s probably not that smart to head into treacherous environments… but the alternative, giving up, failing, or risking a path where it is entirely out of her view, is too risky. The possibility of relief and happiness has to at least be within her visual range.
No single photograph could really capture that.