“Now that I have found the way to fly, which direction should I go into the night?”
Matched, first line
The book fair is over and I feel like I have a few moments to myself. For more than a week I have been dreaming about reading Matched by Ally Condie, but I haven't been able to find the time. I have set this weekend aside as a way to recover from the hours of work I put into the book fair. I am at a cabin on the lake to relax for a day or two. It is nice to feel apart from the world, to feel like I am getting away. Especially since my dystopian reading has fallen to the wayside for a few moments while the rest of life frantically demands my attention.
It is interesting to be at a place like this and think about concepts like utopia and dystopia. When there are just a few people set apart from the world like we are here, it is easy to believe that utopia is attainable. Both utopia and dystopia play with the idea of hope, they both try an conceptualize hope for the future, one through the possibility of growth and change and the other by modeling this.