This isn't a very good picture but I like what it means.
This? It's muscle and fat and scars and callouses and faded words that I write on my feet in Sharpie.
It's real, I suppose. It's life. And I'm starting to see that "real," in history and in self and in the cracks in the pavement, can be more than beautiful enough, if I will have the discipline to learn to recognize it as such.
This is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI think that though beauty can be searched for, true beauty can be recognized without the "discipline" you say you need more of.
ReplyDeleteMy word verification is "sings" and I wonder if it's truly coincidence.
Yes. Real matters most.
ReplyDeletePromise me you will always be my friend and you will always say this stuff to me, as my actor-life conspires to trick me of the opposite, and it's so dang easy to feel...less than happy about myself.
ReplyDeleteBut this is perfect for what I needed just now.
(word verification: applere...cool new word. must give it meaning.)
Q - For me it takes discipline sometimes. Not always. But sometimes it does have to be conscious and cerebral.
ReplyDeleteErin - Always, always. <3
Ditto what you said to Q, btw.
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