yup - smells.
see, i was going to blog about sleep, and how i don't seem to be getting enough at the moment.
but smells come first at the mo. this evening, i smell of violets and lemons and patchouli. that's because i went to Lush today, to stock up on one or two much-needed items (and, as usual in Lush, one or two that just said "you need me" - whatever they happened to be...) however, the reason i chose to go *today* in particular, is that i had a really shitty afternoon. things just kept on comin', and getting worse and more bloody irritating as they did. by a quarter to four, i'd REALLY had enough. so (and gods bless the joy that is flexi-time!) i called it a day. in a foul mood, i thought i'd head for lush as i had the time for once, and was getting really low on some things.
oh! i am sooo glad i did. the smell in that shop is just...*sigh*...heavenly. and i've noticed before, i immediately feel better when i walk through the door. i.m.m.e.d.i.a.t.e.l.y. and after my bath tonight (with my delicious Space Girl bathbomb and lovely new violet-smelluing Daddy-O shampoo and Sexy Peel soap - guaranteed to make you feel good, just on its own), i feel - MUCH better. almost drunk, in fact. coz, y'know - there's certain times when us girls (through no fault of our own) feel really, really crap (the girls know what i mean, right?). but i've found that smells can help. and at other times, too.
aromatherapy? maybe.
but i think it's a very personal thing. for instance, the most wonderful woman in the world's favourite smell? poplar trees in bloom? it HATES me. i mean, it REALLY hates me. makes my nose feel all crinkly and weird inside. but, then, we're all different, after all. with similar chemicals and cells and stuff washing around inside us, but such vastly different mixes, you might as well compare graphite to diamond. both carbon, but the similarity ends there. same with taste and sight and, well everything. nature is such a wonderful thing. :) oh, yeah, and i was listening to the new album by The Imagined Village, too. also sold in Lush (0.o). to go with the bathbomb - "inspired" by one of the songs. yeah, yeah, yeah. even the organically tree-hugging Lush and TIV aren't above marketing. *grin* and why the hell should they be? everyone's gotta make a living somehow, after all. good album, though. and the song's great! sort of an updated version of "My Mother Said I Never Should..." lovin' Eliza Carthy. just lovin' her. if i could be anny singer/musician/whatever, she's the one.
and now, to sleep. briefly (if i can ever be brief about anything!) my body clock seems to have reset itself to wake up at 5 am. by the gods, it's annoying! by the time i'm just about ready to drop off again, the alarm's due in about 20 minutes! GAAAH!!! hate this. not getting enough sleep. at. all.
this morning, though, i woke up with the germ of a story. dunno if it was a whisp of a dream or what, but it was kind of an image of a set of twins. one magical, the other not. but, the non-magical one is more magical than the magical one, in a way, because everything comes as a quality of her, rather than the magic. or something. that one needs to settle in the silt for a while...grow some roots. along with the vampire, and the incubus and the succubus. this could take years, but i'm happy to have them there, just kind of...barely simmering...i guess. it makes me happy in a tiny but important way.
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