Today was a productive day at the paper. I completed a story, began another one, prepared for another and managed to complete my listings folders. It felt good to be ahead of the game and to know that tomorrow, during my precious Tuesday away from the paper, I could relax a bit.
The crowning moment was on my walk to the subway when a mid-40's woman said to me "girl you look like a supermodel" as I mounted the stairs to head down to the el. I smiled shyly and giggled as I said thanks. She just smiled back at me like a person who'd discovered something that no one else had seen before.
A supermodel? If I can look like a supermodel after a 13 hour day and wearing my favorite jeans, a jean jacket, my favorite scarf and tennis shoes...I'm ready for my closeup. A supermodel, shit, I'm going to have to write that one down so I can smile about that on a low day!
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