You know that feeling you get when you wake up in the morning, all bright and sunny after a full eight hours of sleep complete with an extra 10 minutes of snooze time? Like how nothing in the world can dampen your spirits and today is the day you are going out to own it all?
You step into the bathroom and feel the gentle warmth of sunshine seeping though the curtain blinds enveloping every inch of your skin. You stare at your naked body in the gleaming full-length mirror and a little voice inside your head whispers,"Hey, you look pretty good. In fact, you might have lost a little of that fat around your tummy area you were concerned about. Wait, you dont just look pretty good, quite fucking fantastic actually."
Your hair has just the right amount of volume and bounce, perfect length and no weird kinks curling out the wrong direction. Out-of-bed and after sex hair they call it. But you didnt even have sex last night, you giggle to yourself.
Mornings like these are unfortunately the exact opposite of what I've been having lately. Barely had 6 hours of sleep everyday and I leave the house even before the sun comes up. Internship isn't exactly the best thing that happened to me this holiday.
I pray for this 2 months to pass fast, if not, please be more exciting.