Yesterday (31st of October) was Halloween; tomorrow (2nd of November) they celebrate the day of the dead in Mexico. Today (1 November) I’m celebrating changes.
I shaved my hair. I know it is clichéd, but I want to see my hair turning grey. I want to experience this transformation for a while, so I had to get rid of the artificial flame red. I want to see if the colour of my hair will have a difference on me on how I view myself.
I am starting a visual diary/journal again- and I am also in the process of wrecking one, thanks to the book I saw at Wordsworth(haven’t been there in ages) while I was at the mall (where you normally wont find me since malls remind me of incubators) on Friday (I was exhibiting my range of Lobotoy-me toys).
The book is called : Wreck this journal. By Keri Smith.
Just what the doctor prescribed! I found myself in a ratty race with some out of control control freaks and busy bison’s. Feeling frustrated often and not enjoying the ride.
I blamed father time, and (m)otherhood.
I wanted to be Superwife, Supermom, creator of that Masterpiece, Supercook, I wanted the house to be Superclean and organized. Keeping head above water. Everything in control.
I then discovered Keri’s website. (Well worth a visit) A kindred spirit. I stumbled upon this posting which I would like to share, since she was talking like the lost part of me.
I’m going to experience everything!