Starring out the window all I can see is a stucco wall and most of a tree. The breeze is gently drifting in the morning air and is gently brushing against a tree, who is shivering in reply. Occasionally pigeons like to perch themselves in that large tree, to do pigeon-y things, mostly just sit there. Everything seems peaceful outside, but in my head a different story emerges. I’m trying to focus on the outside world, but thinking of everything that needs to be done with in a couple short hours. About how I mistakenly wrote this blog late, and how I swore to myself that I wouldn’t be late again.
Regaining focus, I try to concentrate on the faint outline of cars through the trees thick branches. How day after day, it seems as if only some of them get used, while the rest seem to be rejected and set aside. They also seem to be impenetrable to the winds power, not budging an inch to the winds soft breeze. Then once again my mind starts to wonder to the night where the wind was not so forgiving. When the mighty wind pushed trees upon many of those cars months ago. Then my mind falls into the trap of school work again. How I need to complete two essays this weekend. I also need to study to keep my grades up.
It almost seems like irony, the way the world works. What we perceive and what we think. Like outside can be so peaceful yet in you mind there is utter chaos. It also seems to be ironic in the way that just one variable, such as the speed of the wind, could make so much of a difference. Every thing tries to balance its self out in the end, also my mind is clouded and chaotic right now, I am sure that it will even itself out and be focused in a couple of hours.
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Hi Blake!
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed reading your first post.
I couldn't agree with you more about the irony of the world. It always seems that way-- how everything outside can be so calm and relaxed, but then your mind is still going crazy and cluttered with so many "to-do's." Theres always too much to do and too much to think about!
I'm looking forward to reading your posts this unit! And good luck with all the assignments you need to get done!
--Arthi
Nice to meet you Blake. I like that your musings in this essay are well integrated into the scene outside your window and at the same time dissimilar to it. I think concerns about essays and homework do invade our thoughts at unusual times (and often) and that kind of literal transcription of those moments was effective and easy to relate to.
ReplyDeleteYou write: “They also seem to be impenetrable to the winds power, not budging an inch to the winds soft breeze.”
This line is a bit contradictory. I think the strength is in the idea that these abandoned cars are resisting a powerful wind, but when you then refer to the wind as a “soft breeze” it robs it of that power you set up at the beginning of the line.
In your final paragraph, I think you are slightly misusing the idea of irony. I understand the concept you are getting across: that you are making comparisons to your cluttered mind and the state of the world outside your window, but it may be a bit more effective if you focused, not on the “irony” of that comparison, but on the specific similarities and differences you are pondering and if they have any metaphorical resonance with you.