flotsam and jetsam

So If I post every day or even every couple days the chances are pretty good that I will post about nothing. Who cares? Not me, really. I just like the sound of the keys being tapped.

I had to see an opthamologist for the first time ever. I had a little spot of blood on the white of my left eye. My first thought was, OMG! I've had a stroke! No, no, I'm not an overreactor! Ha.
Well, it turns out it was caused by the advil I was taking for hips, knees, headaches.... It is a blood thinner. It thinned my blood so well it leaked out of the tiny vessels (?), capilaries (?) in my eye. I'll be fine. Just no more advil. Tylenol. So now I have to watch my liver. Egads!

I have been painting a lot lately. No, don't get the idea that I have any skill. No, I just like it. I find it absorbing and relaxing. I have always liked working with colour. Now, I'm trying out working with lines. and really, Mondrian did those squares and it *great Art* so.... On Friday I am going to get a new brown and a pink watercolour pencil. I've been doing lots of trees.
I jsut had the idea to sketch my athame. Maybe I'll do some godesses too. Maybe a goddess in the stlye of Mondrian.

I started using the notebook I found that poem in that I don't remember writing for my morning pages. I have read some of the stuff I'd forgotten about. There was a LOT I'd forgotten about. a part of me remembered and I did not know why I was untrusting of some friends. Now it is clearer. so I can begin to process what happened, how it affected me, and what I want to do about it now. My trust is fragile and I need to take special care of it. And I will. I have. I just didn't know why I was being so careful. Now I do.

I guess I can find a lot to say when i have nothing to say.