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Fairly mild today, after being mild-to-moderate last night.
Hm. Must process! I'm actually pondering watching the Utena movie again, just to see if it makes any sense *now*.
Such a strange life...
I spent yesterday essentially playing with my friends. Going through my closets (you won't believe what I'm going to wear for the LARP!), bouncing on the bed talking about guys (Alanya is so glowy), cuddled up watching movies, playing with perfume - it's like middle school, but without the angst. I didn't think this would be me at 32. I don't know *what* I thought life at 32 would be like, but I never thought that it would be like this, recapturing the adolescence I never got to have.
Moving to Boston has been incredible. A shedding of my skin. Stripping away old pain. Most of my stressors are just - absolutely gone. The hell job, the isolation. Even the hell meds, although that wasn't to do with the move, it just coincided. I emerged from years of constant grinding stress and nightmare all at once, phoenix rampant. Spent a month packing, a month unpacking, a month occupied with holiday stuff, a month occupied with con stuff - and this month has been me rapid-cycling through discarding old ideas and behaviors. Things that don't fit anymore. Things I don't identify with anymore. Inanna at the gates.
I have the opportunity to rebuild my life.
I know how lucky I am. Pain or no pain, I am so damn lucky. I am where I want to be, geographically; I am surrounded by love, friends, support. My primary job is just to take care of my body, relearn it. I surround myself only with things that make me smile. I am rediscovering myself.
I feel like I'm new-hatched surrounded by bits of my shell. Learning to fly. :)
NASA's Spitzer Space Telescope has captured for the first time enough light from planets outside our solar system, known as exoplanets, to identify signatures of molecules in their atmospheres. The landmark achievement is a significant step toward being able to detect possible life on rocky exoplanets and comes years before astronomers had anticipated.
My Lupercalia and Heroines decants still aren't here, and the deadline looms. I am displeased. :( I'd really rather not order bottles of things that may or may not work on me, but I may have to. I'm pretty sure about the Oblation, almost sure about Chintamani-Dhupa - Kanishta will likely be a keep-the-imp, don't-need-a-bottle thing. The Heroines, however, are so unusual that I really have no idea. Alanya swapped me this bottle of Svadhinaopatika, and I *heart* it. I don't know what other Heroines I'll fall for.
If I don't have any by update time, I'll throw the Oblation and maybe Chintamani in with my order. (If there is an order. I have a bottle of the old Pink Moon, and I don't find myself reaching for it often. But I'm curious about the therianthropic companion, and hoping for a lunar eclipse scent.)
Svadhinaopatika: Proud, contented, and aglow with joy, she has conquered her lover with her charms, and she knows with all her soul that he is completely and utterly devoted to her. In bliss, she basks in the blessings of the God of Love: golden amber, oude, red sandalwood, massoia bark, honey, and currant.
In bottle: Mmmm. Amber spilled with honey. Currant in the background.
On me: There's the wood, there's the bark. They give the honey something to rest on, seep into. They deepen it. This is sweet and natural and just a little heady and sexy. :)
Les Anges Dechus: Khus, blonde tobacco, life everlasting, orris root, black currant, cabreuva, Spanish moss, leather, and ambrette.
In bottle: One of my olfactory blind spots. Curious. A blankness, with something medicinal bordering it.
On me: Yep. I got nothing. I wonder what notes this has in common with Lycaon, if any.
The Great He-Goat: Haitian vetiver, Egyptian amber, carnation, black musk, pomegranate, patchouli, and smoked ginger.
In bottle: Unfh. The darkest vetiver yet. This vetiver wants to take me out back and do me up against the wall, skirts hiked to my waist.
On me: It lightens, becoming velvety dark rather than frightening pitch. The pomegranate is a temptation. The patchouli backs the vetiver, leering. Man. This is complex and gorgeous, but I don't think I can wear it in public! This one's dirty.
Chaos Theory III: DCXXXII
In bottle: Sweetness.
On me: Slightly woody, but still very sweet. Not honey. Something else. Interesting!