my fig tree
I look up at the sky and see my future spread like figs on a branch. Fig 1: political science–interesting in theory, yet I’m not sure I have the outspoken-ness and memory to create a career in the field. The next fig is smaller: UI/UX design/applied arts @ carnegie mellon (if I get in), perhaps a more promising prospect. I love art, but I don’t know if I’ll be happy in this job because of the limited creative freedom. However, I do know that I have a natural aptitude for the arts unlike government/politics. I enjoy the idea of learning the politics and structures of various countries across the world, yet I find myself much less opinionated than I should be. I don’t enjoy debate either.
I stare at my feet, leaves crunching with each step. Fig 4 has shriveled and fallen to the ground; it is art. My need for financial freedom and stability has shriveled its possibility, and I’m quite sure that I wouldn’t enjoy studying it either.