I didn't get to see Kennedy since she's sick.
So I dressed up for nothing.
I had panic.... I think because I was around so many people who were stressed and had social anxiety that I picked up and channeled it.
I did a tarot reading with SG and actually got answers from him via cards.
It's been a long day.
But as I look the mirror at the end of it I can't help but see... Although I'm tired... I'm beautiful.
I actually see myself as attractive.
This doesn't happen very often and I can't help but apreciate the moment. I look almost ethereal.
Even my naked body, which I usually find repulsive, has a sense of otherworldly beauty to it.
Once I wash off the make up Off I'll slip back into my human skin I'll see all my flaws and go back to being "pretty".
I'm tired. I'm sleepy. I feel like I've been awake for a week. But for a moment at the end of a long day I feel... Good.
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