was transiting at cityhall on my way to the clinic. i tend to look down, esp while waiting for the train. something was different tho...
notice anything missing?
notice anything missing?
where're the yellow lines? the funnel like sign on the floor and the arrow in the middle of it?
i figured that i'd find out sooner or later so my mind wandered to the people around. to the reflection of myself in the glass panels. it had been a while since i saw myself.
i freely use the word narcissistic, vain, cam whore... but i dont really look at myself that often.
i liked what i saw in the dark glass tho. ballet flats, beige pants, white tank and pearl earrings. good, i look warm yet professional.
but i dont feel warm nor professional. its for the patients. its a look.
i figured that i'd find out sooner or later so my mind wandered to the people around. to the reflection of myself in the glass panels. it had been a while since i saw myself.
i freely use the word narcissistic, vain, cam whore... but i dont really look at myself that often.
i liked what i saw in the dark glass tho. ballet flats, beige pants, white tank and pearl earrings. good, i look warm yet professional.
but i dont feel warm nor professional. its for the patients. its a look.
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