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This doesn't often happen to me.
Today, I was cleaning my apartment and getting some stuff put away (clothes, mostly, but some keepsakes I've been meaning to clear out). As I was cleaning, I was dancing and jamming to music - Some remixes I burned, and then Aqua, which I only listen to when I'm in a really good mood - and I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. In one hand, a rag, in another hand, Pledge. And on my face, one of the biggest smiles of all time. And, rather than avoid looking at myself like I usually do, I looked at myself. Like, really looked. Bandana on my head, yellow rubber gloves, baggy jeans, and an old ratty t-shirt.
And I realized - I look good. Not just good, beautiful. I'm not fat, or ugly, or gross to look at. I am me. And, more importantly, I like me. I think it was the smile that I didn't really realize I had. That is, I felt it before I noticed it. That was a few hours ago, and still I feel amazing. I can't really explain or describe it, other than to say that I feel encredibly free right now, and like so much crap and BS has just evaporated.
Of course, now the trick is to remember this for when the crap starts piling up again. Because it will - it always does. If I start going all boo-hooey, someone cyber-slap me and point me to this post, will you?
Today, I was cleaning my apartment and getting some stuff put away (clothes, mostly, but some keepsakes I've been meaning to clear out). As I was cleaning, I was dancing and jamming to music - Some remixes I burned, and then Aqua, which I only listen to when I'm in a really good mood - and I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. In one hand, a rag, in another hand, Pledge. And on my face, one of the biggest smiles of all time. And, rather than avoid looking at myself like I usually do, I looked at myself. Like, really looked. Bandana on my head, yellow rubber gloves, baggy jeans, and an old ratty t-shirt.
And I realized - I look good. Not just good, beautiful. I'm not fat, or ugly, or gross to look at. I am me. And, more importantly, I like me. I think it was the smile that I didn't really realize I had. That is, I felt it before I noticed it. That was a few hours ago, and still I feel amazing. I can't really explain or describe it, other than to say that I feel encredibly free right now, and like so much crap and BS has just evaporated.
Of course, now the trick is to remember this for when the crap starts piling up again. Because it will - it always does. If I start going all boo-hooey, someone cyber-slap me and point me to this post, will you?
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~Nebula
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*adds feather duster in back pocket and smudge of coal dust!! on cheek*
Adorable!
Heeeeee.
Yes, remember this, because it's *true*.
*hugs you hard*
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Thank you, sweetheart.
*hugs*
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:)
*smooch*
Have a good new year!
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