Ah, deja vu…. I’m sitting here after a scorching hot day of shopping. Burning incense cones. Being my usual, unreasonably picky self i ONLY use Wildberry brand. Fizzy Pop. It makes the house smell like an unromantic collision of smoke and pop rocks.
Scents often times are linked to memory. And not just to two winters ago when i was spending most of my time either crying over spilt milk or buried in music in the dark. Perhaps at one time i was a hippie, fighting for revolution. Or a sloth. Yeah. I think i was a sloth, stuck up some tree in the rainforest.
Speaking of old times, has anyone else noticed the prices of clothes going up but the quality of the fabric going down? Good gosh i paid 20 bucks for this shirt and it didn’t survive the heavy wash cycle type badness? i sure did today. I picked up a couple shirts today at Old Navy (completely equivalent to what they charge you 2x more for at Gap) 2 for 7.50 a piece. I like being cool in the summer, but when my shirt is as thin as tissue paper how can i expect it to last? Maybe i should swipe a box of those awkward paper gowns the doctor gives you. Chic, eh?
Today my mind was on charity, It’s been discussed lately in a couple places i’ve been dropping my opinions in the virtual comment box whirlwind (they usually get lost amongst all the other debris) I’m browsing the newspaper and online ads for places i can volunteer. I do volunteer at the library, i like books. I also like food. Too bad i can’t volunteer to eat.
We’ll see where this venture takes me. Who knows what i may end up doing to help (or hinder >.<) mankind’s progress.
What do you think i would be good at? Is there something you can see me lending my eccentricities to? What are YOU good at? Think of 5 things and pat yourself on the back, you deserve it.