Ever practical, ever grounded, the only domain where I allow myself to dream is love. Such dreaming, of the big variety, has led me down some thorny paths but I have walked over many velvety rose petals too. More roses than thorns, I’d say.
Month: December 2015
The road is so winding and narrow, that music is out of the question. I have taken up running, in a surprise move (I haven’t gone for a run in the last 25 years) spurred by a casual comment sofa girl made about wanting to start running 5Ks and by the nutritionist I have been seeing as part of my cancer care – she wants me to up my muscle mass a little bit, and I know I have to up the ante of my cardiovascular workouts.
Shea Glover is an 18-year-old student at a performing arts high school in Chicago. She created an independent art project around the idea of beauty – asking her fellow students to allow her to take a photo of them. When they wondered why – she simply replied: “Because I am photographing things that I think are beautiful.”
I have decided do stop dyeing my hair. Not a popular decision if my (informal) friends and family poll is anything to go by. But I remain steadfast because I have my reasons:
– it costs over half of one month’s salary across a year
– my hair looks good for three weeks then starts to resemble raffia
– the dye process takes over two hours to effect, with another 45mins for the cut: that much time in a salon makes me antsy
– no-one is fooled as to my age.