Stressed and at Peace

"beep, beep, beep, space, beep…”

The message was coming through in a rushed and heedless haste. All of our training and sleepless nights had led us to this very moment. Nothing could wrench us away as we crowded around the morse coded paper strip that lay before us. Whatever we were about to read was going to change the course of our futures forever. 

“Beep, space, beep, space.” 

The machine finally stopped. We looked around at our uneasy and silenced faces. Then, with that faint, fleeting smile playing about my lips, I faced erect and motionless, at the slowly unfolding message, proud and disdainful, I, Emily,  the Undefeated was about to read——

—-I abruptly snapped out of my daydreaming. I was staring at the repeatedly flashing light on the telephone beside my instructor. She was steadily teaching us the importance of punctuation. I usually was able to focus during our English period but today I had no willpower.

Yes, I have an overactive imagination; you might as well just call me Walter Mitty. I am a student at Lambton College studying Digital Photography, and although these past few months have been some of the best of my life, I am really starting to feel the wrath of my work.

Self Portrait taken in between projects (Feb. 15, 2016)

Each project is an opportunity to feed my hunger for more experience, but what happens when my brain says I'm full? This week is Reading Week and I'm glad to have a chance to slow down the mind and bring my thoughts back into that relaxed, rhythmic hum that it once resided in.

I suppose writing this blog is a way to express my pent up thoughts and, hopefully, connect with a few others out there who are maybe going through the same situations as I am. Support is always important and I will share how I venture along exploring my avenues!

With "Stressed Out" playing on repeat in the background I continue to push onward.