This week I learned a lot about love. I learned that the starry eyed beautiful love doesn't have to end. I also learned that I am very loved. That people are more understanding than I give them credit for. Love does not have to be romantic, or even only between close friends. It can be found in the most unexpected of places, and come from the people you would least anticipate. I learned that stressing myself out to the point of tears is pointless. Teachers are people too, they can be very understanding.
On a much more literary note, I learned a lot about what makes fantasy what it is as well as many new things about symbolism. I learned that fantasy does not always mean fantails. Fantasy does not have to be fairies, and dragons, and knights. Fantasy is anything that transcends reality, writes its own rules, or creates a world of its own. A world of love, of courage, a world of heroes, or just an escape. It's all fantasy.
On a much more literary note, I learned a lot about what makes fantasy what it is as well as many new things about symbolism. I learned that fantasy does not always mean fantails. Fantasy does not have to be fairies, and dragons, and knights. Fantasy is anything that transcends reality, writes its own rules, or creates a world of its own. A world of love, of courage, a world of heroes, or just an escape. It's all fantasy.