Diary of Lisa Taylor, reluctantly 42 (and a half)

Or.. 'f.ck me I'm forty.. two.. and a half', though can look 38 on a - not so deluded - good day. Or 'How to reconcile a well experienced mind trapped in a still - but for how long? – youthful body.' Don't have the 30somethings angst/problems, neither have the resigned (?) ageing baby-boomers in safe family territory outlook yet. Here's how I cope, one day all sexy women will get old... but never invisible. © Lisa Taylor 2005/6/7/8/9. Jeez.. so much for the 42 and-a-half delusion

Monday, August 21, 2006

20 August - A personal marker

For no other reason that sometimes I forget this is a personal diary and so I can have my own in-jokes, personal mythology or shorthand to things only I know and can make sense of. Today's fast track to happiness is a thought that just came into my head: remember the sequence in American Beauty where the empty carrier bags are being blown by the wind and dance and float to the sounds of one of the best soundtrack moments ever?
... I'll never forget what that means.

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