Long story short, this past month has been filled with way too many ‘goodbyes’ for my liking. Whether it be moving homes, failed relationships, burying a man who passed too soon or sending off two of my best friends to NYC never to be seen again, I am definitely feeling much too familiar with the wave of a hand and turn of the back.
I mean, NO ONE wants to be comfortable with letting go. A wise hippie from Arizona once told me that the only constant is change, and yes yes, I get it, but it should be subconsciously constant right? It should NOT be a checkmark on your daily list of things to do or part of your morning routine.
For sure, it makes you stronger, teaches you lessons, makes you grow-up, preps ya for the real world blah blah blah, but straight up it f*cking sucks.
Every movie or show worth watching tries to make sense of the phenomenon of goodbye. John Q trades it for “see ya later”, Andy from the office spends an entire episode leaving for the day singing ‘Closing Time’, and, my personal favorite, Chris McCandless defines his disappearance from reality as:
“What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? – it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.”
I have been trying to wrap my head around how I would represent my ‘goodbye’ in all its gloom and glory, and I think i’ve come up with the perfect symbol. What encapsulates the sweet sadness of letting go better than a SUNSET?
Sure, the sun goes away for a bit, but if you preoccupy yourself for a few hours or twelve, that same sun will re- enter your life without fail. It may be in a different position, and it may have a little less shine than the day before, and maybe it truly is an entirely different sun altogether, but it comes back. Each and every day it comes back.
And quite honestly, who wants to have the same sun in the same place with the same shine day in day out? The only constant is change. The only constant is change. The only constant is change.
And so, for the past year, I took photos of the changing sunsets and sunrises from the many places I ventured– the compilation only illuminates the necessity for goodbye’s, and validates it’s reappearance.
Goodbye. Hello. Goodbye. Hello. The only constant is change.
“The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”