Ten Year Olds, Tweet, and the voice of Wisdom

Well dear friends, I’ve discovered that one of my migraine medications is giving me severe rebound headaches. So it’s cold turkey for me the next week or so. (Ouch!)

I know I write about being a pain quite a bit, which I suppose is a bit incongrous for such a cheery little site. But it’s such an amazing and complex challenge to learn how to live with chronic pain. Sometimes you really must press through it and do the work of your day or “Pain” will become your first name. Other times you have to listen to your inner ten-year-old self and just lie down with a cool cloth for awhile and remember that sometimes bed and lame television are the best cure. The hardest thing for me is to determine which of those things to do on any given today.

This morning, I was musing out loud in my kitchen about how to arrange my priorities as both my day and the pain dawned together. I know I’ll only have about 4 hours of function today and I was debating out loud how to spend it. Should I get in my daily walk, or save that hour for other things? Should I clean the house for Jen’s visit, or try to get my zine to the printers? My housemate Sharon, who often feels like Wisdom, said I should “get thee to thy studio.” The house, she says, will always need some sort of cleaning. And Jen? Well, Jen would certainly prefer me in the studio than anywhere else in the world.

So with that wise counsel, it’s off to the studio I go with these pretty red birds in my pocket. Hopefully, by noon or so at least one of these will be used to tie up the first copy of Tweet! a zine for summer. Aren’t they just so sweet? I made them by scanning in a little watercolor bird and printing it on ink jet shrinky dink film. Do you need to get in touch with your inner ten-year-old? I highly recommend watching shrinky dinks curl up in a toaster oven. Delightful!

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