Booked tomorrow’s tickets to the Getty Villa!
Though it’ll be my first visit, I’m not as excited as I should be. Due to my failed attempts at finding another driver, my dad is tagging along. Sure, I love the fact that I’ll be spending time with my dad (we might even be eating lunch in LA!), it’s just that not one of my family members enjoys & appreciates art like I do. I always feel guilty when I drag the whole family to a museum because it’s “what I want to do.” I see that they just want me to be happy, but it’s not as enjoyable when I KNOW that they’re not enjoying themselves. It’s also disappointing to know that I can never spend too much time looking at something, marveling at the details & taking it all in. A room quickly gets boring so we jump from place to place rather quickly until we get tired & eventually leave.
I’m quite different from my family. Different tastes in art, music, movies, foods. Different habits & different routines. I know for a fact that I’m not adopted, so don’t get on my case. I guess things just become difficult in a situation such as this one. It doesn’t seem like a big deal, but it’s more of an addition to the pile of struggles I face on the daily. Ugh, I hope tomorrow goes well. I hear the Villa is beautiful. I want the full experience.
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