And today 90s me was filled with joy when my Maharishi snopants turned up. I wanted them so badly back then but they were miles outside my finances and remain so to this day. Mine were somehow picked up for £20 plus nearly a tenner postage and packing on a designer cheaper but not always that cheap website. At the same time a vest top arrived from Vinted and they're just perfect. Vest is a pale green sequined and looks fabulous as well as - luck not judgement - picking up the pale green embroidery of the dragon on the bottom of my Maharishi. I'm in fashion heaven.
I've come to the end of buying clothes though. Not because death but I've got to check my bank account a bit more and there are more important things, but finding bargains like that have warmed my heart. I am going to spend some money on pimping the wheelchair though because I think people will love it and I love flowers and stuff, so that's happening. Guys, all of this sucks so much but I am having some really joyous moments throughout. A local charity shop has a floor devoted to bridal everythings. We're going there on 19th May and they're delighted to host my trying on wedding dresses for an afternoon, so that's going to be another fun moment. I'm just, "Can't this go on for a lot more months please? I don't need all of the fun activities because the memories are glorious. I'm happy to have the weak legs, the chair, the spending a lot of time in bed but also walking to the bathroom, kitchen, blah to keep some strength. Watching TV and films, having a crush on one of the wives in Real Housewives of NYC who are without a doubt the least trashy of all the real housewives. I only watch them now because they argue but in the sort of way normal people might if they argued more than normal people. My crush is peacemaker and I loves her! Yes, insane. I'd happily maintain the level of pain and being less mobile, doing less, but also writing, a bit of drawing, having lost my voice and demand nothing but visits from friends a couple of times a week - I get more but there is a level beyond which I have to have a day or two off - but you know, that might happen and it might not so I appreciate it while I've got it.
And I pray. I have a candle in front of my Mary statue - I've always been obsessed with religious iconography because it's what I grew up with and it can be beautiful. I light it and thank her for what she's done for me that day, then I pray for anyone I know who needs it, with one friend who needs a prayer every day. I don't ask for the impossible, but It's nice just to talk to her. Yes, I have become the cliche, the lapsed who doesn't completely come back, but who finds comfort in what was such comfort when I was a believer. And with me I've always been about the Marian. So, there's that. I also know that none of you would judge me because none of us know where we find ourselves. I still believe that there could be precisely nothing except my atoms continuing on with no consciousness but if that's it then what do we lose except shape and form because me no longer is and therefore me no longer needs to think and feel. Nothing is not pain, it's just nothing. Anyway, sorry if that was a bit much but thank you for reading.