I stared in the mirror one morning. I searched along the sculpted edges the universe created. For years I covered up what I thought was flawed and uninteresting. I attracted the flawed and uninteresting.

Now, I have arrived at the thought: I am all that I am. There is no one more loved than a being that loves itself.

Leave a Comment

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s