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yesterday i awoke with a small headache that developed into a humdinger. i was well into grump mode by 9 am. about mid day i tried to go outside and enjoy the weather , but the brightness of the sun was magnified to an intolerable level by my headache. back into the house to find a hat that might shade my eyes.
in the closet i found my seven year old green army surplus bucket hat. an all time favorite, that has been missing for 2 years.
i put it on. the headache completely vanished, my mood did a 180. all was right in the world. incredible to me what impact a simple hat (or super ball, or a pop tart, or a new sharpie pen) can have. it really is the simple things.
today upon the invitation of some friends we attended an easter function at their country club. our saturn sl1 had no one to talk to in the parking lot, a mudless land rover and freshly waxed lexus flanked her. The club was packed with people, but no personalities. i saw only one person straying from the color white. he was working the door. silicon and hair plugs seem to be the rage. i watched a woman with really big hair chew out a club employee for accidentally walking between her daughter and her camera . i saw many things there that are supposed to improve my quality of life.
i stood leaning against the wall wishing i had wore my seven year old green army suplus Easter bonnet.