TRASH. There is no way out. In some way we all have a relationship with trash, so i took the time to ask some people around me their thoughts on this overly-developing-wasteful substance.
"ewww trash?"
"what kind of question is that?"
"trash is dirty!"
Are just a collection of the common responses I got. A little embarrassed by the fact that Hana picked trash as my topic, i realized there is so much more to it then we actually see/smell. My life, very much like trash is a miscellaneous- every day we are in store for a new adventure. A new problem with an entirely new way of constructing an answer. To the average eye, trash may require an unfavorable response or disgusted judgement, but all trash really is in life is a collection of things we once used but no longer feel the need for. I like to find the good in the old, unused things, and overused things. In understanding trash it is hard for me to get rid of and throw somethings that were once useful to me away. I guess you could say i like to preserve and that is the reasoning for trash in my bag (not that there should be a reason, because it is a little unsanitary-only gum wrappers and things of that extent were found, no worries). I keep in my heart old friends that I know we've drifted apart, I hold onto old artifacts that represent my childhood. Whenever taking a picture we are capturing a memory that otherwise may have been forgotten. Trash is thought of as dirty and wasteful, but when understood it is merely a collaboration of the past. When throwing it away it is allowing the things you once embarked on or used to be lost. Trash is never ending, and as gross as we like to think it is, it only are the things we once ensured in and now are through with.
