Opportunities have arisen to pursue deeper emotional connections, and I have shoned them all. I decided that the day I meet someone that I feel completely at ease around, is the day I'll find a person I can spend the rest of my life with. I want every day to be 'yes,' not 'no' or 'well, maybe...' Strange sentence, but true.
The large bruise on my knee, the deep slice on my thumb... yeah, I can't massage right now (both owies are on the right side, the giving, left is where you receive). And there isn't anything I can do about it accept sit and heal. Fuck the fact that I have bills to pay, I can't do anything about it- I have a deep, infected wound. I have an aloe bandaid on it and I think it's helping, it feels so good.
So no 'ifs,' 'ands' or 'buts' about it. Strange similiar theme to pop up again. I have been forced to stop. I choose to look inside and see what I've been neglecting. This has slowed me to a crawls place.
I'm upset enough to drink Coke. Yech. I guess I'm pissed off at myself because I know exactly what horrible bad things for your body that they contain. And I had two. Double whammy bitch slap on my body.
It feels safe in my art. I'll go there in a painting or two. Creating will be slow since my thumb is out of commision, I mean, think of all the things you do with your hand. The thumb is a vital part. Writing this blog without using my thumb has been rather interesting.
Think of me and my right knee and thumb. Think of us whole again.
I think it's time to fast. That's right, I said it.
Poisoning my body with soft drink and bleached flour products is not the answer.
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