Journal #5 - Their Eyes Were Watching God

So Jamie began to wonder about Hope. Hope, the familiar person that is ever present in Life. The greatness that has waited in the place without possession, and the place of loneliness. What does Hope need to do, but to be found? He stands over the world. Stands and waits with his arms spread open, ready to embrace the one that needs him. Been waiting since before their was Time. She was bound to feel his warmth around her some time soon. She was sad and scared, too. Pitiful Joey! He shouldn't have to stay and wait by himself. She sent Liam to ask if he wanted company, but Joey declined. Told him that these people knew how to fix cuts and scrapes, but they didn't know anything about his sickness. He'd be fine right when he figured out the meaning of all this. He would be fine. This he knew. But Liam told her otherwise, so she knew. And even is he hadn't, she was liable to find out, for others began to gather just outside under the canopy of clouds. Some who never would have came and did not come in. Just gathered and waited. Anxiety, that fearful being, draped itself over the place.

I chose Hope as the great being that that Hurston refers to. To match her style, I kept the structure of the passage the same. I tied the first half of the paragraph back to the idea of Hope, then showed its presence in the second half. I represented Hope as familiar and always there, because hope is a familiar part of ours lives. Then I presented Anxiety as another idea to challenge Hope.