“Sleek.” It wasn’t the word she’d use, but he thought it described his persona perfectly. Black oily hair combed straight back, and jet eyes so dark you couldn’t see his pupils. He reminded her of a wet otter. Even his grey suit was glossy, giving the illusion of him cutting through the room like an … Continue reading A fish out of water…
Tag: self-image
Morning people suck
For the past week I've been walking in the morning... six out of the last seven days. I've laced on my Nikes, clicked on my iPod, stuffed my Skull Candy ear buds into my head and off I'd go. I'm a strider. I walk fast and keep my eyes ahead, so when I'm zoned out … Continue reading Morning people suck
Walking it off
Lent, a 40-day period of repentance and fasting in the Christian calendar, began last Wednesday. During the six weeks leading up to Easter, many New Year's resolution underachievers, give the attempt of self-improvement one more try. The shorter duration of deprivation somehow seeming less intimidating. Sugar, chocolate, alcohol and caffeine are common indulgences included on … Continue reading Walking it off
Time… with a side of bacon
There was ample time to set good habits for a long, fulfilling life. There was ample time to take walks enjoying the fresh air and sunshine in the mornings, or evening breezes and sunsets at night. There was ample time to learn how to prepare healthy meals. Eating only when hungry and not as a … Continue reading Time… with a side of bacon
Graffiti Wisdom: love is blind
“Love is blind, but desire just doesn't give a good goddamn” ~ James Thurber I'm not gonna lie, when my husband and I met, I was hot. Tall, thin, really thin, and ready for love. Even though we dated for three years before we married, I knew (he knew), after only six months that we … Continue reading Graffiti Wisdom: love is blind
Funhouse mirrors
If only I could change my appearance as easily as stepping to a different reflective surface. If only my reflection was a true vision of what my mind's eye sees. Do these shiny liars show me what I want to see, what others see, or my true self? Mirrors show me my evil doppelgänger, but not … Continue reading Funhouse mirrors