silhouettes

"and i'm looking through the glass
Where the light bends at the cracks
And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
Pretending the echoes belong to someone
Someone I used to know"
-the postal service, we will become silhouettes

i'm not the most transparent person i know. there are times where you can't read me to save a life. there are other times, where i wear it all on my face. excitement, anger, frustration, shock are four that tend to show the most. my co-worker Ben always says he can tell when something went wrong with something i was doing, because my face just shows it. sometimes it's hard for me to hide how i'm feeling, but sometimes it's so easy. i guess it's not necessarily a bad thing. on the worst day i've ever had at work, my face was blank. it was so many things puddled together to just completely block any emotion from my face.

i was debating titles and themes for this blog post (while i should have been focusing on my homework) and transparency came to mind. i remember learning in my younger days about transparent and opaque. how transparent things you could see through, but opaque you can't see through. water would be transparent. milk, opaque. i don't know if we're meant to be transparent, but i don't think we're supposed to be opaque either. i think we've got to show a deal of it.

i picked silhouettes, because silhouettes or shadows are the best image i can put together for my mind. because sometimes, shadows are pretty true to the person. but sometimes, as the sun sinks lower toward the night sky, the person is stretched, skewed, shifted. events can stretch, skew, or shift us. the question is, who will you be when the sun sets and the shadows are gone. will we be someone who's standing tall, or running for the shadows to catch up with the silhouettes of who we see. there's a fine line between showing everything on your face and being a total silhouette.

i think i'll work on being somewhere in between