Monday, December 31, 2012
Bad Day For Pain
Today was a bad day for pain. I'd slept poorly with pain and had many weird, pain related dreams. I went to physiotherapy and got pretty beaten up there. It was necessary, but not welcome. I took this picture as I hobbled toward the front door of my building.
On days like these, wearing some tiny little bit of beauty helps somehow. It turns the day from mere bleakness to a day with just a little sparkle, in spite of it all. Some people wait to find these things in the outer world. I bring them to me. Today, it was these little rosebud earrings, similar but not identical to the ones that match the bracelet given to me by my great-grandmother. These ones have a little blue in them, so I can wear them even with jeans.