Thursday, February 24, 2011

Why

Just a side note: Last night I dreamed about the creepy house AGAIN and THIS TIME my family and I were MOVING IN. The kitchen was gorgeous, and since Stu was there, I wasn't scared, but AHHHH...so weird.

And now on to why I'm writing this post:

I ask, "Why?" a lot. I want to know the reasons behind actions, behind motives, I want to get past the surface occurrences and figure out what caused the entire whatever-it-is. Which is probably why I adore Professor Snape oh-so-very-much. He's a big "WHY" to the answer, "Why did the Harry Potter story happen? (And happen that way?)"

I like WHY. I use it a lot when I'm writing, which makes writing extremely frustrating if I can't think of a good answer...which is partially why Violet's Monster: Volume I is giving me so much trouble.

I also over analyze unimportant things. What if they ARE really important? Why aren't they/are they??

Last night I found my favorite spot on campus (for those of you who don't know, I work at the university I graduated from, and they have housing on-campus for faculty/staff/alumni) - we have a small playground at the back of campus...there is a swing set there, and yesterday I decided it was too lovely to stay inside after dinner.

So I trekked to the swing set and sat on the left one, the nearest one, facing east. And then I thought, isn't it funny I chose the left one. Then I thought, but it's only the left one when I'm facing east. If I'm facing west, I chose the right one. That's the funny thing about swings. They face both ways - it just depends on your point of view. (Here's where the why, why, why started chiming in my head)

I sat swinging for probably an hour, staring into the woods or off to my right, noticing a gorgeous patch of green lawn between two trees. I can't begin to explain my love of a good lawn/good trees/nature + man-made aesthetics, but I thrilled to the beauty of that green swathe.

I don't know why sitting in a swing at twilight while appreciating the beauty all around me makes me feel better. But it did. And I plan to go out there often, maybe take some pictures, and appreciate the bits of beauty around here.

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