Head Spa: June 6, 2018

My job.

My job is so physically demanding.

Ten hours of lifting, pulling, pushing, standing, walking, standing up for ten hours, then standing once at home doing household chores.  I collapse into bed every day.  My body begging me to lie down and rest.

My hands are swollen and achy.

Joints hurt.

My body is swollen and fatigued.

So, I go to my head spa.

I am a million miles away creating beauty…trying to create beauty in my head to get away from the hype, the media frenzy, the evilness, the hatred, the ugly, and the aloneness.

I have been a million miles away for months now.

In a spa, where my skin is being buffed and polished off of all the blotchiness, skin discoloration, sun damage, and swelling.

Where I am allowed to groom myself once again without description barriers, photo barriers, advertising barriers.

Where I have my muscle control back to myself.

Where I can smell perfume and flowers again.

Where if I am not wearing make-up, it is not because I have not been allowed to clean and groom myself.

Clean, crisp clothes await me.

Clean, ironed pajamas allow me to rejoin civilization.

Where I can read any book I want without hackers destroying literature.  Where I can read.

What a novel idea to be allowed to read.

Going back to my beach.  My beach where I visualized my bikini body I have yet to reach.  Guessing the reason my body is in front of me with my back to me, I am looking at myself in the future that has yet to happen.  In a bikini with my long flowing hair down my back with no jiggly and sagging skin.

Never thought I would miss the green of Oregon so much.  The green in Florida is a different color.  Rain and weather never stopped any Oregonian from doing anything outdoors.  You simply are prepared for it.

There is so much nature to discover in Oregon.

As a family when I was single-digit young, we were driving on a road in the middle of nowhere.  Trees all around.  We stopped.  There was a pull-over place to park for a few cars.

There most remarkable, side of the road, natural beauty.  These are the kinds of things I miss about Oregon.  Huge boulders and rocks formed a natural pool of the most beautiful emerald green water.  It must have been fifty or more feet deep at the drop.  Though there was a boulder sunken in the water that was flat creating a natural “shallow end”.

Wonder why the water was green as it was absolutely clear.

I am not sure if that was natural rain water or if the water was from another source.

The most beautiful color.

Just driving along, nature can be so beautiful.