[creative experiment i]
She glanced toward her reflection in the window passing as she always does, while pretending to peer inside the glass. Confident or in search of confidence, she smiled at her image and swiped her hand through her straightened glossy hair. Chest out, head up, stilettos clicking against the pavement--she was the embodiment of woman. She disappeared through the transparent doors of the 30-story office building.
Following a similar path, I glance toward my reflection in the window passing as I always do, while pretending to peer inside the glass. Confident or in search of confidence, I smile at my imag -- &*@#!@%$# -- stiletto has nudged itself into the crack of the sidewalk catapulting body to the ground. frick.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
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