Every morning I move from my shower to the bedroom without toweling off. I stand before my full length mirror, lit from two different lamps. Slowly, I pivot in a complete circle, looking over my shoulder as shadow and light play upon my wet skin.Drops of moisture roll down my back and legs. I do this for long seconds.
Once again I remind myself that all this is mine for the asking.
Then I wipe up the puddle and go make breakfast.
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Sunday, August 9, 2015
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