Being a master of symbolism and just overall literary awesomeness, I chose this picture of a dragon kite flying above the National Mall in Washington, DC to act as a figurative embodiment of my journey to a new city. I like to think of myself as a “Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon,” hi-ya! kind of person that is metaphorically ready to fly into the city and emerge from it with an awesome, fulfilling experience. (Insert inspirational and overused Robert Frost journey quote here)
In other words: I chose this picture because it was awesome and the colors are pretty.
Anyways, stay put and check back often for additional posts about more nonsense. Peace.