Breakfast at Tiffany’s

A long-time fan of Audrey Hepburn’s Holly Golightly, I figured it about time I pay homage to Truman Capote’s capturing novella.

It shouldn’t come as a surprise that a woman-child like myself finds it easy to relate to Holly’s ramblings. Most of what she says aloud are thoughts I have while walking around campus. While she may be a bit more enthusiastic about sharing her ideals than I am, any girl my age can relate to a woman who feels the need to fly away.

Though she dreams of flying away, and for the most part accomplishes it, she isn’t satisfied. She claims “it’s better to look at the sky than live there.” Her expectations poison her realities and she never really finds a way to cope. All she can do is fly away to somewhere new, never realizing every place shares the same sky.

What good comes of being able to fly if you never have anywhere to land? Something, or someone, to ground you. Flying seems an exhausting feat. Who would want to do it forever?

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