Deep Thoughts

Here, I was all geared up to talk about anything and everything that's happened to me in the last few weeks, and all of a sudden I'm drawing a blank!

Well, I can start with the disaster that is my kitchen. I'm painting it, so everything that was previously against a wall is now in the middle of the room. Good lord, but the painting needed to be done!! Anyone who has seen my kitchen knows the hideous shade of organge it is. I don't know what the guy who was living here before us thought he was doing. He didn't even paint very well. You could easily see the colour the wall used to be underneath.

I'm not even done painting and the whole kitchen looks a hundred times better! It's so much brighter! The whole room's been opened up just because of a couple coats of paint on half of the walls! It's awesome!

Moving away from that subject, I heard something interesting on the radio. Apparently some group did a survey of women in Canada, and only one woman in one hundred thinks she's beautiful. This, of course caused me to think of myself and if I thought I was beautiful. How tough is that? Can I honestly say to myself that I think I'm beautiful? And trying not to be modest?

Beautiful seems like a word that should be reserved for the fictional, the immaterial, or the unatainable. Movie stars are beautiful. Paintings are beautiful. Rainbows, sunsets, the night sky, a song, a poem, fairies, and various faye folk. These things are "beautiful" in the way that most people think of the word.

Beauty has so many meanings, if you really stop to think about it. It can mean physical appearance, or it can mean inner beauty; compasion, kindness, charity, selflessness...all those good things about the people we care about. Any person I'm friends with doesn't care about what I look like. They see what's inside. And obviously they like what they see, or they wouldn't befriend me in the first place.

And the same goes for me and what I see in my friends. The shiney feeling I get from them is was draws me to them. Not the package it comes in. That's stupid.
would you seriously buy a broken computer/car/anything just because the packaging was pretty? I didn't think so.

That's my beauty.