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Thinking thoughts…
I’m nursing a particularly bad TMJD flare up this afternoon. My teeth hurt. My face hurts. My head hurts. My ears hurt. My neck hurts. I’ve taken all the painkillers I’m allowed to without overdosing myself, and it’s making hardly any difference.
Added to that, my badly behaved brain keeps thinking about things; a never ending, spinning vortex of thoughts that seem to have no answer and no solution.
THOUGHTS
Thoughts about the future. Thoughts about this next week. Thoughts about all the things I need to do. Thoughts about writing. Thoughts about crafting. Thoughts about arting. So. Many. Thoughts.
None of them make sense in my pained state. The best I can hope for is an Alice inspired “as little nonsense as possible”. I love Alice in Wonderland for the craziness. Let’s face it, as crazy as your day is, you can always turn to Alice and know that your life is most definitely less crazy than hers. At least that’s what I do. I think if I didn’t, I’d possibly go completely mad.
CONTEMPLATION
This last week has held a lot of thoughtfulness and contemplation for me. Actually realising that I got through and survived this last year was actually a huge shock for me. It wasn’t expected. To be honest, there were more…
