Driving away is harder than running.
Running allows the time to pass slower. The destination is farther. The taste of salt lasts longer on red sunburnt lips.
But to slam the door on an old Jeep and take off is too much momentum too soon, especially for something that you wish would hang in the late summer air forever.
It is not so much of a road as a string. Something that connects something else, ties it together for safe keeping; at least until the knot becomes loose over time and the string breaks into threads as thin as the friendships that could once sink ships and while you miss that body, that laugh, those shoes, that one hair that never stayed in place as much as he tried, you can't miss it because it forces that to surface. It forces you to acknowledge the fact that there are others like me. You were another blink of those eyes that once cried for you, another sunset that he can watch out his window every evening at 7:38 (or 6:38 when the light grows shorter). You are a grain of sand on that beach in Hermosa and she's there with her toes in the ocean and her short blonde hair not free enough to be carried in the wind.
You're not sad.
You don't miss it.
You don't miss the faded almost-white denim and the feet soft from sand.
You don't miss
You don't miss it.
You don't miss that road, the string that held your hair back from the harsh wind and the string that held your hand to his.
You're not sad.
This particular blog post gives the reader a sense of journey. There is the beginning, where the narrator starts and the road that is leading the narrator to their destination.
ReplyDeleteFirst, the image chosen to go along with this blog complements it quite nicely. The content of the blog includes this idea of a journey, and including an image with a road as part of it works to the blog’s advantage. What I really appreciate about this photo is how it captures a sort of past and future element at the same time. The picture is taken of a side view mirror of a car so the viewer sees the road already travelled and what is coming ahead. I thought this was very clever to include this particular photo because it does such a good job of capturing the essence of this blog post.
What also worked in this blog was the presence of emotion. It is not only a physical journey of moving from one place to another, but it is the emotion behind it that makes this blog post clever. The author of this post has included both elements of this journey. They first describe physical elements such as the Jeep and the road. Then later the narrator moves to describe how they feel emotionally making this journey.
For example, at the end of the post takes a poem like form when the writer begins, “Your not sad. You don’t miss it.” It is as if the narrator is trying to convince themselves of how they feel and the reader is right there to experience it with them.
My one critique of this blog would be to change the font of the body to match the font of the title. I feel like the font of the title captures more of the whimsical feeling of a journey rather than the typewriter like font that is present now.