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I Can’t Wait to Wear Jewelry Again
It’s more than just baubles
There will be a time, far off in the future, that I’ll revert back to my old habits, my old stylings. I’ll get up in the morning, start my day slow and steady, and dress myself for an outing to the grocery store or the office. Perhaps to a friend’s house or a restaurant. I won’t worry about comfort or too much about germs. I won’t worry about thinking about changing once home. I won’t worry about gobs of hand sanitizer and even more hand lotion.
I’ll get myself ready, choosing an outfit for fun, perhaps tired of all the sweatpants and stretchy clothes that just seem perfectly right in the moment, right now. I put on earrings, pearls of course, and contemplate a necklace. I’ll hem and haw as I adorn myself with jewels and baubles from years ago, ornaments that I had deemed so incredibly essential at the time.
I’ll add a watch, one of my favourite accessories, to the ensemble, not worrying about getting it wet from washing my hands obsessively, or it being dragged through, what seems like, germs everywhere. I’ll put my rings back on, my engagement and wedding band long forgotten after months of pain from dry fingers and the annoying motion of taking the rings off, and then on again, every time I threw on lotion. Which meant that it was every two minutes.
