looking inward today i see a lazy girl.
sunshines through my bedroom window and i just want to glory in it; bathe in its warmth through the glass; feel it radiate my bones; bask in its diffused golden light.
i stretch – like a cat – on the bed, still wearing yesterdays black bra and briefs; my skin golden, taut and warm to the touch. i invert my stretch.
i rub my eyes and immediately i am reminded of last night’s party, and how in my playful and tipsy state of mind i forgot to remove my make up, and my boots.
quickly, i sit up and look in the mirror. lips stain smudged but still the colour of arousal. eyes black – like a heroin over dose. serious bed head.
i get up and stumble to the adjoining bathroom. the full-length mirror hijacks my attention and i see my body. i can see my ribs. too skinny? Mmm. I like it. i can live here – i am happy in this skin.
with a positive affirmation of being content with one’s body image, i know it’s going to be a good day.
well, for today anyway.
words (c) Kat McDonald 2009