Soldiering On
Obsessions from my past seem to be the flavor this week. It makes me wonder, why did that simple cartoon about a girl in a little fuku and long pigtails ever capture me? I think sometimes it just came in at the exact moment when I had a opening for something like it, and I shudder to think that had Dragonball Z been there instead I might have been just as overboard with it.
Whatever it was that made me love Sailor Moon and all her little soldiers, I've found myself scouring the internet for more images, more artwork and more crap on eBay that I will never buy and furthermore, never put to any good use. But I can feel the urge to hold the pretty yellow box containing the doll inside, it's weight like my own little Holy Grail. Or perhaps one of the thousands of replica lockets or moon rods that plays a little melody when you press the switch. The pink plastic with the gold dipped paint in my hand would simultaneously make me smile and make me feel like a dolt for having bought it.
But I have made a purchase of sorts. My credit has begun to recover and as a sign I was given a Wal-mart credit line. It's not much, but I can purchase something, pay that off bit by bit and then purchase something else. This time it's been a futon which is serving as a fairly comfortable living room couch and soaring over the air mattress both as a place to sit and a spare bed. Little by little I replace the things that are only temporary with things that will last a while longer.
It's amazing how a piece of furniture can drastically change the feel of a place as well. Just having something that is a couch makes me feel a bit more planted, a bit more 'here'. My returning health also factors into that. My sister visiting was, I think, the final piece that has helped me feel less ill and helped in my convalescence as being away from home and being so incredibly ill was very hard for me.
I'll wrap this up here and say that I'm sad to see my sister leaving tomorrow, I was happy she could spare a day or two and could come out here to help me back on the road to health. I hope it won't be long until she can return. Goodnight.
Whatever it was that made me love Sailor Moon and all her little soldiers, I've found myself scouring the internet for more images, more artwork and more crap on eBay that I will never buy and furthermore, never put to any good use. But I can feel the urge to hold the pretty yellow box containing the doll inside, it's weight like my own little Holy Grail. Or perhaps one of the thousands of replica lockets or moon rods that plays a little melody when you press the switch. The pink plastic with the gold dipped paint in my hand would simultaneously make me smile and make me feel like a dolt for having bought it.
But I have made a purchase of sorts. My credit has begun to recover and as a sign I was given a Wal-mart credit line. It's not much, but I can purchase something, pay that off bit by bit and then purchase something else. This time it's been a futon which is serving as a fairly comfortable living room couch and soaring over the air mattress both as a place to sit and a spare bed. Little by little I replace the things that are only temporary with things that will last a while longer.
It's amazing how a piece of furniture can drastically change the feel of a place as well. Just having something that is a couch makes me feel a bit more planted, a bit more 'here'. My returning health also factors into that. My sister visiting was, I think, the final piece that has helped me feel less ill and helped in my convalescence as being away from home and being so incredibly ill was very hard for me.
I'll wrap this up here and say that I'm sad to see my sister leaving tomorrow, I was happy she could spare a day or two and could come out here to help me back on the road to health. I hope it won't be long until she can return. Goodnight.