As I drove home from seeing Twilight, yet again tonight. I was driving east on 300 south as you come to 1100 east on here you begin to acend up a hill. When you reach the crest of the hill just before 1300 east you see Pioneer Memorial Theater, and it was night time so it was all lit up. It was absolutely breath taking. I don't think I've ever driven up that was and seen Pioneer Memorial in such a light in all my 19 years of living in the same place. I started to think remembering something I had read not too long ago in a letter, about how everyone looks at the world in a different perspective. You see the world in a completely different light then I do. A lawyer sees the world in a different light then a doctor or a janitor or a mill worker. For instance I have worked at a photography studio for the past year and a half. So as I reached the crest of the hill I wanted to to take a photograph, where as someone else may have done the exact same thing tonight and thought nothing of it.
But the part I hated about it was how much I thought in my head of what I would change to this picture. As soon as I saw this view in my mind I snapped a picture in my head. Then I took out the green street light, telling me I could cross. Then I darkened the sky and maybe put a few more stars in. I brightened the lights on the building and darkened the others surrounding it. Until I had my "perfect picture". Since when do we have to change everything to make it perfect? And why does everything have to be perfect? Life changes everyday, doesn't it? And when it does, aren't those usually the best stories? A road trip gone bad, an sparratic trip to Lake Powell, Costa Rica on a whim, tripping as you jump onto the field after a big win, who is to say these aren't the best moments? The best learning experiences? If everything is always picture perfect then what will we ever have to learn? Or fight for?
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