The other day at school, I was having lunch with Daniel and one of my teachers passed by and noticed the collage on the cover of my sketchbook. He asked if it meant something and I said it was open to interpretation. So he let me know just how accurate his interpretation could be by analyzing me through analyzing the people and the themes I have on it.
And it was scarily accurate.
I was stunned throughout and walked to class, dazed. The second I got there, I took out my laptop and started typing up everything he said because I just couldn't forget it. Nobody has ever actually looked into the things I watch, the people I idolize or romanticize to discover why I'm into them and what they mean to me and all the places they help me discover both in myself and in the outside world.
I thought I should gather my thoughts first and then write this post to convey just how much it affected me but I couldn't. I just don't know how else to explain the experience because I knew what I liked about each of the people/movies/themes I included in the collage but I never knew just how revealing and predictable I was being by putting them out there like that. I felt revealed but not quite uncomfortably just nervously. I wanted to open up to people but for my thought process to be so alive and vivid through my interests makes me feel too predictable...
I can't decide wether that's a bad thing or not and I don't think I'll ever know because it's just one of those things that I've always been unsure of. But this incident made me think.