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The customer wants us to come back to Florida for another collaborative session the week after next, already again! This week, my first ever work trip, was a novel thing. But again, so soon?! Driving for 5 to 6 hours each way?! Gah!@
Risking my life and limb and vehicle in the scary traffic of the highways.
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The bathroom mirrors I've been encountering lately are too well lit and revealing. They've been triggering/encouraging me to skin-pick too much.
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I walked on the beach today. Dark storm clouds threatened. My mind did not hear the ocean speaking. My mind wasn't listening; it did not expect to hear anything. I like bending down to look at the ocean and skyline from upside-down.
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I feel fat. I want to lose the few pounds I've put on over the last year. I hate pants that are too tight. I want to be fit and flexible and strong. Who doesn't? I feel old and decrepit with my achy back. I feel ugly; my hairstyle doesn't seem very flattering; maybe it's too long; maybe I should shave it all off. Hmmm.
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When I go alone somewhere like at a restaurant or at the chiropractor/doctor/dentist's office, I tend to be called things like "sweetie" or "hon" by female employees. I get the feeling that I must look scared/nervous/young (and female) to be called these things, especially when I don't hear those same people calling anyone else by those terms.
Risking my life and limb and vehicle in the scary traffic of the highways.
.
The bathroom mirrors I've been encountering lately are too well lit and revealing. They've been triggering/encouraging me to skin-pick too much.
.
I walked on the beach today. Dark storm clouds threatened. My mind did not hear the ocean speaking. My mind wasn't listening; it did not expect to hear anything. I like bending down to look at the ocean and skyline from upside-down.
.
I feel fat. I want to lose the few pounds I've put on over the last year. I hate pants that are too tight. I want to be fit and flexible and strong. Who doesn't? I feel old and decrepit with my achy back. I feel ugly; my hairstyle doesn't seem very flattering; maybe it's too long; maybe I should shave it all off. Hmmm.
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When I go alone somewhere like at a restaurant or at the chiropractor/doctor/dentist's office, I tend to be called things like "sweetie" or "hon" by female employees. I get the feeling that I must look scared/nervous/young (and female) to be called these things, especially when I don't hear those same people calling anyone else by those terms.