Lost at Sea When it comes to memory, I do not remember so much as instances, but emotion. When I was younger, all I remember were times when I was happy and when I was sad, there was not much more than those two feelings when I was younger. As I started to grow, my capacity for emotions and my ability to understand them grew wider and wider. While emotions became more complex, they still ranged in two ways, bad and good. This piece portrays my life and how I have travelled these emotions and have experienced the many highs an lows I have experienced as well as the times of complacency and numbness. At the beginning, the ocean was small and there is not much to explore, but what I gained the capacity to travel farther, it lead me to new depth and heights. The paper which these emotional islands and crevices are placed on represent how unstable the ocean we travel is and how it can easily expand if we just learn how to move past the borders. The individual pins in ...