Something in the air
I had the day off today. I had intended to do a full list of things, including going to the gym, getting my hair trimmed, working on the accident/claim report that the hit and run driver's insurance company wants from me, etc.
Instead, I ended up spending some much needed hours in bed, de-stressing. When I wasn't sleeping, or playing on the computer, I was thinking about something that was tickling my brain.
Where did I get the idea that being pretty was important? I'm not saying pretty is *bad*, because I like pretty things, but I also like lots of other things, too. But why am I crushed that I'm not pretty? Why do I care what some random stranger thinks of me? So if I'm not pretty, so what?
So I was going to post this tickle thought, and try to understand what it means to me. I read my friends LJ before logging and firecat had a link to this post, titled "You Don't Have to be Pretty". So, I'm guessing it's something in the air.
Instead, I ended up spending some much needed hours in bed, de-stressing. When I wasn't sleeping, or playing on the computer, I was thinking about something that was tickling my brain.
Where did I get the idea that being pretty was important? I'm not saying pretty is *bad*, because I like pretty things, but I also like lots of other things, too. But why am I crushed that I'm not pretty? Why do I care what some random stranger thinks of me? So if I'm not pretty, so what?
So I was going to post this tickle thought, and try to understand what it means to me. I read my friends LJ before logging and firecat had a link to this post, titled "You Don't Have to be Pretty". So, I'm guessing it's something in the air.