I wear my hair down most of the time, for purely personal safety reasons. If you have a ponytail or your hair confined, it’s easier for someone to control you with it. If someone grabs a handful of loose hair, you can still tear away. On the other hand, a pony tail does make convenient reins when you do feel like getting caught.
I feel like a wild woman right now. I woke up, laid in bed for a bit, then went for a run/walk on the steep hills around my house. It’s polar vortex and blustery outside, but brilliantly sunny in the intense oranges and reds of autumn. So much green space around me, big old farmhouses, and room to move without a zillion people around me. As much as I fight the concept, clearly I’m a introvert, as I recharge best in peace and quiet. On the island I would go biking in the woods, or around my favorite loop, and not run into many people- it helped with the PTSD hyper vigilant state that’s so exhausting. Strangers even wave at each other up there, and good lord it’s so beautiful. I used to go home to visit it every major holiday, and at this time of year everything is a heartbreaking reminder. It sometimes makes me want to curl up and not come out until March- remembering what my parents did. So much for thinking I grew up in a good family.
Maybe I should run longer, and go again tonight. Sometimes hard exercise is the only thing that helps. Oh wait, art and safe cuddle time help a lot too. And a perhaps a little time on the dance floor.
Love to all.
SOTD- going retro
Dancing In The Dark- Bruce Springsteen
Major Tom (German version)- Peter Schilling
More Than I Can Say- Leo Sayer
Out Of Touch- Hall & Oates
Against All Odds- Phil Collins
Missing You- John Waite
Voyeur- Kim Carnes
Self Control- Laura Branigan
Heat Of The Moment- Asia
Somebody’s Watching Me- Rockwell
Hand To Hold On To- John Cougar