Friday, 11 March 2016

Thoughts on beginnings

Salutations!
I'm a sucker for new beginnings. I love the possibilities that come with them, how anything could happen, so long as I put my mind to it. There are no mistakes yet, just new things to discover.

One of my favourite beginnings is pilot episodes. I love clicking on a new TV show, and getting introduced to a whole host of new characters, with endless possibilities of friendships and arguments and romances and heartbreak. There are no boring repeated plot devices at this point, everything is different and captivating. A whirlwind through characters' lives, spinning the promise of a story.
beach fire I love the first sentence of a new book, especially the ones that I read and instantly know I won't be putting this book down until I know how it ends.

"Mr and Mrs Dursley of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank-you very much."

"When I think of my wife, I always think of her head."

"Dear Friend,
I am writing to you because she said you listen and understand and didn't try to sleep with that person at that party even though you could have."

(Points to you if you know which books these are from haha!)
 photo driftwood by sea_zpsbuvvizum.jpg This week is the first week of lectures for 2016 (or at least it would have been if I had posted this last week like I meant to, it is now the second week haha). A new beginning, albeit a familiar one.

There is the buying of new stationery (a personal favourite), sitting through the boring first lecture which inevitably only covers the course outline and epic hugs with old friends.
There is the excitement to be learning again, the vague sense of dread when the lecturers detail how many assignments there are and the desperate refreshing of "myAllocator" (aka myAlligator) when tutorial sign-ups open.
There are the tired legs that are struggling to get used to Wellington hills again, the engulfing yawns on Monday morning of those who partied hard for O-Week and the slightly sweaty handshakes of new acquaintances.

Through all of this, there is a heady mixture of excitement and worry about what is to come. Mostly excitement though. :)
 photo beach fire at night_zpsiozmew1q.jpg I think I just love the potential that exists in blankness, whether it be a blank year, or a blank wall. I actually have this funny habit of keeping a blank wall in my bedroom just so I can imagine what could go on it. For me, having a blank wall is not boring, but a place of imagination and endless possibility.

Anyway, I hope that the new year is going well for you, and that the possibilities for it excite you as much as they do for me.






ps. I stopped my photography project, not because I gave up, but rather I realised that I was taking photographs without the prompts, and it was taking up time that I would much rather spend doing other creative projects. :)
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