Day 4 – A Story in a Single Image
Today I needed to pick a photo out of four and use it as a starting point, a springboard into a story, poem or personal thoughts. All four photos had things I could say about them yet this one spoke to me in a way the others did not.
There is such care-free abandon in that jump, such freedom, such joy. It makes me happy that there is such joy in the world and yet at the same time it makes me feel so sad and so lonely. Moments like that seem so rare in my life, my life which feels so controlled and worried about. I want that type of feeling, I want to gleefully leap into pools, dance down the street and laugh with my friends. I want to feel such freedom rather than the feeling of constraint and tension that seem to accompany my day to day life.
Wanting and doing though are two very different things. The very things that mean my life feels it is missing these moments are the very things that put barriers up to stop me moving towards such a place of, if you’ll excuse the language, not giving a fuck and grasping life with both hands. Every movement towards a life that will bring me joy seems to be so hard fought, involves such effort. And I am tired, tired of this constant battle with myself. The me that is so scared, so worried, so doubting vs. the me that sees such joy, such fun, such pleasure in the world and wants it in my world. There needs to be some agreement, some compromise…because that person in the photograph, that is me, I can feel it deep inside.