It's hard to feel pretty anymore when I'm in so much pain. Arthritis? Dropping estrogen? Spinal discord? Swollen discs? Nerve damage? My guess is as good as mine --- there are so many of them. I'm tired. So very tired. But maybe still pretty; I just don't care anymore. I'd trade it in for haggery if it meant I could exist without misery. (What a horrifying movie. Carrie was another super good and creepy one. That's another thing: I've completely lost my interest in horror. I'm mostly just interested in movies of the mind, and kindness.)
