We all have these days. When we wake up and we just feel it in our bones. The groove is good.
I look in the mirror, and I still look the same-- brown hair, some excess pounds in the wrong places, and my skin bronzed and patchy but there's a sparkle in my eyes, a charm to the curve of my lips, and a cute lilt to my nose. The archs of brows rise into confidence. Ah, I feel truly pretty today! I look the same, and yet there's something, that feeling that you can take on the world with a smile and a dazzle in the eye.
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- Cosmicomics--Italo Calvino (fin.)
- Bee Season -- Myla Goldberg
- The Last Lecture -- Randy Pausch (fin.)
- Blink-- Malcolm Gladwell (fin.)
- 50 Great Short Stories
- Diary-- Chuck Palahniuk (fin.)
- Heat -- Bill Buford (fin.)
- The House On Mango Street --Sandra Cisneros (fin.)
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- OompaWoompaGirl
- I am a Jane of all trades, but at the moment, master of none. I work as an engineer but I spend almost the same amount of time planning my way into building a business empire. On my free time, I travel or cook/bake or read or shop or cut out pictures of designs of homes and products I like.
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