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I decided to update my journal layout. Nothing overly fancy, just a template. I haven't updated it since I made the original journal. That time I worked my patootie off getting just like I wanted it, but I never really liked it all that much. It occurred to me that I shouldn't be attached to things I don't really like all that much. Especially when it only takes a few clicks to make it different. So now it's different. I'm not that much of a pink person, but pink and black are kinda fun.
Why DO we get so attached to stuff in this life? Stuff we don't even like. Like, say, our bad feelings. We say "oh, I wish I could just forget..." and yet when we're having a hard day how often do we go rushing to our favorite bad feeling, giving us an excuse that makes us feel justified to feel as rotten as we do? We don't forget at all. We often don't even seek healing and resolution. It's just too handy to have a little stash of ugly feelings to dredge up when things are going poorly and we need to prove to ourselves that it's at least as bad as we fear, if not worse. Humans are puzzling creatures. And often rather silly.
I got my hairs cut today. And highlighted. I feel so much better. Of course, I say that now. We'll see what it looks like tomorrow when I'M the one trying to style it. At least I'm pretty certain that I won't look like Janet Reno. Which is a huge relief.
FOUR MORE DAYS UNTIL NATIONAL LISA DAY!!! WOOHOO!!!
Why DO we get so attached to stuff in this life? Stuff we don't even like. Like, say, our bad feelings. We say "oh, I wish I could just forget..." and yet when we're having a hard day how often do we go rushing to our favorite bad feeling, giving us an excuse that makes us feel justified to feel as rotten as we do? We don't forget at all. We often don't even seek healing and resolution. It's just too handy to have a little stash of ugly feelings to dredge up when things are going poorly and we need to prove to ourselves that it's at least as bad as we fear, if not worse. Humans are puzzling creatures. And often rather silly.
I got my hairs cut today. And highlighted. I feel so much better. Of course, I say that now. We'll see what it looks like tomorrow when I'M the one trying to style it. At least I'm pretty certain that I won't look like Janet Reno. Which is a huge relief.
FOUR MORE DAYS UNTIL NATIONAL LISA DAY!!! WOOHOO!!!