Herworldonfire |
"The sun and the moon, I want to see both worlds as one. Mine's been a vivid story, dimly remembered and by the hundredth time it's told, halfway true. Of bad behavior, well engendered, what good is each good thing we think we do?" |
Mundane Introduction:
What makes this worth reading? Probably not very much. Throughout my three month long journey of trying to come up with a witty and interesting subject to dedicate this blog to, I settled upon a random, interesting, and down right entertaining collective of everything I stumble upon online. I spend enough time discovering new things… might as well share it with anyone interested. And start using my Journalism degree for the greater good. Here is my boring attempt at summarizing and glorifying what I plan to achieve- an unnecessarily personal, theoretical hypothesis for ‘Her world on fire’…work with me here: “Four months of cold, dark, lonely nights in this glorious city have finally driven me daringly close to the edge. Change is inevitable, but my mind is constantly changing- at more rapid speeds everyday. It’s subconscious change, conscious change, wanted change, unwanted change- it’s all change. I can try and sit here, rationalizing things that have happened to spark my ever changing ideas, views, ambitions, and fears… but I would never bore you with such trivial nonsense. Life is about change, as exhausting as it is. It’s fair to say I have a.d.d. towards life… but I’m in New York- there are easy solutions for this dilemma. My adventure was supposed to start 4 months ago but I will admit that I haven’t been living my life the way I This is my attemp to capture a very exciting time in my life with words, images, music, videos, and whatever else pops up. I have decided to start living the life every young, independent, and breathing girl in Manhattan should be living- with morals intact. ;) No promises this will be exciting and thrilling all the time but it’s an experiment of growth and my ability to step outside of my comfort zone. This random motivation has sprung from a number of places… movies, music, literature, walks around New York City- each has played a major role in my attempt at breaking the mundane binds that have had me shelled up in my small Manhattan apartment, 4 months too long… So to better understand all this rambling it’s probably best to better understand me: My past is my past. I have taken from it what I will and grown immensely. Indecisiveness is my tragic flaw. I sway back and forth between wanting to live life like a constant Girl Talk concert- complete with impromptu dance parties, cheap thrills, raging, and craziness todisappearing into the deserted mountains of middle-America, building a log cabin, and living the most simple life imaginable. These are the real polar opposite ideas and motivations I deal with 24/7- if anyone could read my mind… My life is filled with extraordinary people. People I look up to, admire, and hope to one day be half as amazing as… I have lived a very fortunate and blessed life. I have an amazing family and a best friend that understands what I mean when I’m stuttering and fumbling over my own words. I have a passion for the arts but too rational of a brain to pursue anything without first weaving my safety net. The foundation my life has been built on can withstand anything, I’m sure of it. I want to live life, at any cost. I want to write my own story and however tragic, romantic, insightful, or adventurous… I want it to be on my terms. This adventure isn’t about changing a single aspect of my life. My intentions are to build upon everything that I have taken from every single person, city, song, or poem I have ever crossed paths with. This adventure is about change and personal growth. This blog is about sharing my new experiences, insights, and visions with anyone interested…” Addendum: It has been nearly 52 months now and I am still very much the same person with scattered admirations and an unrelenting desire to break free of these metaphorical shackles that bind me to a life just short of extraordinary. Funny how components of our personalities really never change.
want need to. I was in a transition phase; making sure my feet were firmly dug into the sand before I decided to jump into the raging ocean. I’ve finally settled into a steady groove of life and now I’m looking to throw in the curves and thrills that make life worth living… or at least worth talking about.
