Well hello there, I see you decided to sneak a peek.
To be completely honest with you, I really wasn't sure what to post about. There's a lot of pressure with a first post, you want everyone to know who you are, but not bore them to death with a whole essay, SUBJECT: Me. I think I'll do things a little differently, I am, after all in a bit of a transitional phase. I'm going to leave you with an article I wrote for a online newspaper recently, I'll leave the link to it, you'll notice a few words are different on the one I post directly here. I didn't notice until today, that it was edited a bit more than I thought and some of the most crucial details must have been accidentally deleted on that end, there were about 7 final drafts to be fair. Anyway I pieced it together again. I think this is a better way to introduce myself, or my new self, and if it connects with you, I hope it's useful in some way!
"DAYLIGHT bounces shadows around the iconic buildings
surrounding the Thames, but we struggle deep underground submerged in our own
thoughts. Pressed between a sheet of glass, speckled with layers of
fingerprints and an angry rucksack-wielding commuter, you look over with
discontent. “This journey is always a pain,” you mumble, while everyone looks about as happy as the YouTube sensation ‘grumpy cat’.
Welcome to London!
All my worries, fears and problems surround me growing more
colossal as the carriage constricts. I’m trapped in a familiar corner; alone
with no phone signal, no one to talk to and a heap of problems. I check my
make-up. Then I scan the carriage, everyone here is dressed nicely in bright
clothes, their hair and make-up? Perfect. I feel worse now. Everyone else seems
so ‘put together’. As the tube jolts away from Victoria I draw my focus to a
young woman, then an old man and another woman. I look past the public façade;
I watch lines etch across their faces as they’re lost in thought. I see
downheartedness in their eyes, just the same as they must see in mine. As we
pull into the next stop a young woman smiles at me, her cheeks are rosy and her
eyes vivid and welcoming. She has dark wash jeans on with a white top and a
camel fedora, simple, enchanting and effortless. I want to be like her. She
jumps off on to the platform at the next stop. Flashes of red, blue and white
engulf my sight as she disappears.
That’s when it happens, the change! Glimpsing at that
unknown woman gives me a new found confidence and with that confidence those
problems I was facing before disappeared. It was almost a wakeup call. I didn’t
want to trudge through my day like everyone else I wanted to go to sleep and to
wake up in the morning smiling. I wanted to be happy, why shouldn’t I? And now
I can. We do all of the ‘right things’, but our metaphoric blue skies gets
clouded by reality. I know and still learn that negativity is temporary and we
control how much we let it affect us. Even in the depths of the London Underground,
there’s always a light at the end of the tunnel."
