I took a day off mirrors yesterday and upon reflection this morning, I like this. This looks great.
So anyway, I decide to make a little bit of an effort to visit my emotional support coffee shop. I blow my hair out, dress up a bit.
Sitting at the bar is a woman I have seen before but all I know is she's almost finished training to be a doctor.
We have the tiniest conversation about the barista having a headache this morning and both of us offering to provide pain meds.
I get my coffee and turning to the door this lady is looking at me with a dopey grin and playing with her hair...
Okay, so maybe the dragon of self doubt coiled at the bottom of my soul is a little full of shit. Noted.














