So, sitting here drinking coffee in the quiet morning, thoughts flit randomly through my grey matter. Scary eh?
I will be the first one to tell you I pretty much do what I want with no regard to your feelings on my actions. Oh, I don't want to give the impression that I'm mean, rude, or obnoxious. I mean I befriend who I want, I express my opinions openly for the most part, I don't follow the crowd for the sake of following the crowd. I will tell you I don't care what people think about me.
I just now, in one brief flit of a thought through my mind, have proved myself wrong.
You see, today, I feel like wearing neon pink. I wish I had a sparkly neon pink body suit and a diaphanous pale pink (also sparkly of course) ballerina skirt. Not a tutu, I'm not a tutu kind of girl. I would complete the ensemble with pale pink tennis shoes, you got it sparkly(Yes, my bone spurs even invade my dream outfit).
I would wear my diamond tiara with pink feathers. Yes, I do have one.
I may or may not carry my wand. Yes, I do have one. It has a silver star and long, silver, sparkly streamers hanging from the star. My most excellent friend Mary K. gave me both. I think she knows the inner me better than most.
I toyed with the idea of strapping on wings, diaphanous of course, but that seemed a bit OTT.
Will I deck myself out in this fashion? No. Why not? Because people would think I was nuts. I guess I do care what people think. That really came as a shock to me.
Today at work I'll be wearing my green capris and my white linen shirt.
On the inside? I'm neon pink and sparkly though!
Maybe I'll carry my tiara in my bag.
Peace be the journey.
Why yes, I do believe
3 years ago