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Today I was considerably less anxious than I had been recently. Perhaps because I have some social plans for the next week or so to keep me occupied. I also received an expected check that will help cover some recent expenses, which is relieving. I bought an (Disney's) Alice in Wonderland t-shirt today and I bought my mother an Audrey Hepburn/Breakfast at Tiffany's t-shirt as a Mother's Day gift. I resisted other spending.
Today I read A Summer To Die by Lois Lowry today, which is a really good book, though very sad. I seem to have a fascination with fictional stories about young people dying. I think this is tied to my sense of foreshortened future. In a way the stories comfort me, despite their sadness. I'm also reading a young adult science-fiction book (part of a series) called Uglies by Scott Westerfeld about a futuristic society in which all young people ("Uglies") undergo a beautifying, severe cosmetic surgery procedure to make them into acceptable "Pretties." Everyone has this cosmetic surgery done other than some outcasts, basically. As someone tending toward body dysmorphia I find the concept very fascinating. I always wonder if I had cosmetic surgery if I would become obsessed with it. I used to be obsessed with trying to obtain expensive skin treatments my dermatologist would insist I didn't need.
I forgot to take some photographs today, but I will try tomorrow.
I'm going to go to my room and do some writing before going to sleep. I am trying to be more easygoing and just wait for some things to either happen or not happen. I can't control everyone and everything. For now I do have a lot to look forward to and a lot to focus on. I do wish I was less tired so I could accomplish more during the day, though.
Today I read A Summer To Die by Lois Lowry today, which is a really good book, though very sad. I seem to have a fascination with fictional stories about young people dying. I think this is tied to my sense of foreshortened future. In a way the stories comfort me, despite their sadness. I'm also reading a young adult science-fiction book (part of a series) called Uglies by Scott Westerfeld about a futuristic society in which all young people ("Uglies") undergo a beautifying, severe cosmetic surgery procedure to make them into acceptable "Pretties." Everyone has this cosmetic surgery done other than some outcasts, basically. As someone tending toward body dysmorphia I find the concept very fascinating. I always wonder if I had cosmetic surgery if I would become obsessed with it. I used to be obsessed with trying to obtain expensive skin treatments my dermatologist would insist I didn't need.
I forgot to take some photographs today, but I will try tomorrow.
I'm going to go to my room and do some writing before going to sleep. I am trying to be more easygoing and just wait for some things to either happen or not happen. I can't control everyone and everything. For now I do have a lot to look forward to and a lot to focus on. I do wish I was less tired so I could accomplish more during the day, though.
