My world would collapse if I found I didn't have a
Pentel Pencil with me. These pencils are what give my life the joy
nothing else can bring. As a matter of fact, Pentel Pencils were my very
first crush. As I select one to use, my stomach flips while my mind
begins churning with the inspiration only THIS pencil can bring me. A new
world to escape in, a new life to begin solving, a perspective character I
can connect with; a brand new slate. Pentel Pencils are the only pencils which free
my mind so I can clearly view the world through a new set of eyes.
However, like any artist, their muse oftentimes crashes down
on them; which is why I am able to escape THOSE burdens and walk directly into
the world of my music. That very moment
I select my concert flute to sing, I give my air but I acquire calm surroundings
in response. This specific flute sings
out with little effort. The light it
brings inside of me fills my body and overflows onto the ceiling, the floor,
the walls as I forget what was worrying me enough to strangle my ever moving mind. When I hit that wall of burden, THIS is what
collects me back into a safe state.
Protection. We all
need a source of security with us. We
become anxious and the clammy palms, the restless eyes, and the heavy breathing
only make it worse. Until I put a hat on
my head, nerves will constantly surround my body. This hat brings me a wall full of comfort and
relaxation. Alas, every time I give a
speech, every moment I meet someone’s eyes, every movement, I cannot be wearing
a hat due to appropriate dress or occasion.
This material, this object, this piece of survival is what gets me
through the nervous, groundbreaking patches in life. None of the words get in the way as all of
the things I try to say flow out as though I knew exactly what I was
doing.
Everyone needs a sense of themselves and what creates who they are on the inside. For me, these are those things.
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