Thursday, February 02, 2006
The Day After Yesterday
These things went through my head today as I considered what I've done to my skin and the rest of me recently and in the past in pursuit of beauty and now fleeting youth: what do I really know (medically) about what I've had done, why the heck do I care so much about "sun damage" and aging--in the scheme of life and the short time we have on earth, is it really important (of course, no), how better could I have spent this money (certainly the answers to that question are innumerable), and other similar thoughts. I'm feeling no physical pain, just doubt and a little guilt.
And how am I looking? Kind of strange. The same dark brownish-purple spots and still a little swelling beneath the redish spots on my cheeks, previously the location of small broken capillaries. I will probably have a little bruising there.
I think I may need to go sit in a brightly lit room to shake this mood that I partly blame "Capote" (saw it this evening) for. I'm sure I'll feel more positive tomorrow.
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