To The Girl In The Mirror…..

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Never Too Late.”

Thank you for the times when I wanted to cry but you made me smile.

Thank you for the moments where you showed me how much the little things mattered.

Thank you for staring at me in the eye and believing in me.

Thank you for motivating me to keep trying each time I felt like giving up.

Thank you for making me feel special.

Thank you for teaching me to not give a rat’s ass about what others think.

Thank you for cultivating self-belief and perseverance in me.

Thank you for appreciating me.

Thank you for teaching me to stand my ground.

Thank you for helping me find joy in life’s simple pleasures.

Thank you for helping me discover my unique self.

Thank you for not putting me down.

But most importantly, thank you for loving me in spite of my flaws and short comings.

Analyzing A Women’s Foot-In-Mouth Conversation

About a week ago I was at the local cafe having a late lunch which I tried desperately to stuff down my throat. I generally prefer not to pick on people’s conversations but that day I couldn’t help but overhear three women discussing someone named Theresa.

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The attire and body language made it clear that these women had the dough. All three of them were in their early twenties and probably came from wealthy families that could afford to pay for their designer bags and their more-than-perfect faces. Out of the three, one of the women –let’s call her Queen Bee– talked endlessly as she narrated an incident about a girl named Theresa. The other two listened attentively with constant remarks on Theresa’s behavior, personality and the likes. Continue reading