Exhibit B: I Wake Up Strange
The alarm is going off and I stumble out of bed. I had the strangest dream. I was talking to a fairy or genie and one of my wishes was to look different. I hate my big nose and frizzy hair and skinny lips. I want to be perfect and beautiful I told her. HA! Like that will ever happen without a million dollars worth of plastic surgery. Funny though that I'd wish that instead of riches or fame or the things people usually wish for.
Oh well, I need to have breakfast and get out the door to work. I fumble through a bowl of cereal and a shower and into the least rumpled clothes I can find. Then I head in to dab on some make-up and try to straighten my awful frizzy hair.
OMG! Am I still dreaming? I slap some water on my face and look back into the mirror. I see a vision of perfection. Sleek straight hair, gorgeous slightly slanted green eyes, full lips... No way. I have to still be asleep. Turn on the TV, make some noise. I have to wake myself up, I'll be late! Back to the mirror. Still a totally different person. Ok, I'll go about my day and hopefully I'll snap out of this delusion or whatever it is. Maybe the cold medicine I took last night was bad. I'm sure I'm awake so I must be having some sort of hallucination. I'll drink lots of coffee and water today. That will flush the medicine out of my system. I consider calling in sick to work but I'll lose my job if I do. I call in way too much.
I walk into work expecting everyone to notice my new look or maybe even not know who I am. But no one seems to notice. I take that back, my boss does notice that I'm late.
I run to the restroom and check the mirror again. Still the new and improved me. Have I always been so invisible?
My friends will notice. Right? I call them all and suggest getting together for drinks after work. They all agree and I am so excited on my way into the bar. But none of them seem to notice either. Why doesn't anyone see how gorgeous I am? I keep asking them if they like my new look and they all think I got a new clothes or new shoes.
When I get home I check all of the mirrors again and still see the new me. I know! I'll take a new picture for my Facebook profile. Everyone will see then! I upload the pictures and eagerly wait for the comments to come pouring in. I check my email every few minutes and nothing.
I finally give up and go to bed. Maybe I'll have some comments in the morning.
When I wake up I check the mirror and I still see the gorgeous new me. I check my email and no comments at all on my new pictures. Just a couple of likes. I'm so disappointed I just want to stay in bed all day. So that's what I do. Work or no work I'm just too sad that no one sees how beautiful I am now.
The genie or fairy or whatever she is comes into my dreams again and I ask why no one else can see the beautiful new me. She says "Because everyone has always seen what you see now".
And then I wake up and head back to the mirror.
This week I intercepted with the amazing acalculatedname and while our entries don't "intersect" I believe that he had more important things to talk about
Oh well, I need to have breakfast and get out the door to work. I fumble through a bowl of cereal and a shower and into the least rumpled clothes I can find. Then I head in to dab on some make-up and try to straighten my awful frizzy hair.
OMG! Am I still dreaming? I slap some water on my face and look back into the mirror. I see a vision of perfection. Sleek straight hair, gorgeous slightly slanted green eyes, full lips... No way. I have to still be asleep. Turn on the TV, make some noise. I have to wake myself up, I'll be late! Back to the mirror. Still a totally different person. Ok, I'll go about my day and hopefully I'll snap out of this delusion or whatever it is. Maybe the cold medicine I took last night was bad. I'm sure I'm awake so I must be having some sort of hallucination. I'll drink lots of coffee and water today. That will flush the medicine out of my system. I consider calling in sick to work but I'll lose my job if I do. I call in way too much.
I walk into work expecting everyone to notice my new look or maybe even not know who I am. But no one seems to notice. I take that back, my boss does notice that I'm late.
I run to the restroom and check the mirror again. Still the new and improved me. Have I always been so invisible?
My friends will notice. Right? I call them all and suggest getting together for drinks after work. They all agree and I am so excited on my way into the bar. But none of them seem to notice either. Why doesn't anyone see how gorgeous I am? I keep asking them if they like my new look and they all think I got a new clothes or new shoes.
When I get home I check all of the mirrors again and still see the new me. I know! I'll take a new picture for my Facebook profile. Everyone will see then! I upload the pictures and eagerly wait for the comments to come pouring in. I check my email every few minutes and nothing.
I finally give up and go to bed. Maybe I'll have some comments in the morning.
When I wake up I check the mirror and I still see the gorgeous new me. I check my email and no comments at all on my new pictures. Just a couple of likes. I'm so disappointed I just want to stay in bed all day. So that's what I do. Work or no work I'm just too sad that no one sees how beautiful I am now.
The genie or fairy or whatever she is comes into my dreams again and I ask why no one else can see the beautiful new me. She says "Because everyone has always seen what you see now".
And then I wake up and head back to the mirror.
This week I intercepted with the amazing acalculatedname and while our entries don't "intersect" I believe that he had more important things to talk about