Imagine this scenario. You’ve treated yourself to sleeping in a little. It was super lovely. You finally convince yourself to get out of bed to start the day. You get up and go take a shower. A lovely hot shower to wake you up. You get out of the shower and you hear an excruciating sound.. The fire alarm!
Exactly as it is stated above is how one of my mornings started last week. Now for most people the fire alarm is a reason to panic. Not for me, at least not when I’m in the building I currently live in. Any other building I would have had a meltdown. Here, the complex I live in, basically a candle could set off the alarm. No, not one that has fallen down or causing any other sort of danger, just a lit candle that people are enjoying. Naturally that desensitized me for paying attention to the fire alarm. Therefor I continued my morning slowly. Keyword is slowly.
I was barely dressed when someone knocked my door. Obviously since the alarm was still going on, I hustled myself a little and got dressed to take a peek outside my door to see what was going on. A lady knocked on all doors telling people to get out of the building. I gathered my things, not as fast as you’re supposed to since I still didn’t believe anything was really wrong, and left the building.
When the building was cleared for people to enter again I walked passed glass. When I saw my reflection I noticed I didn’t have any make-up on. I can’t remember the last day that I went outside without any make-up on. I have little marks on my face that I always cover up before leaving my house. This time there was nothing, it was really just me. As plain as it could get.
I rushed myself back and stood in front of my mirror. It was the first time in a long time that I really looked at myself. You know really looking, actually positively staring. It was then and there that I realized that I’m not the same girl anymore. Even the marks have changed since the last time I had a stare down with them. I knew I changed because I was unbothered by the marks. They are a part of me and will always be.
Things change so fast, if you don’t stop to look around you’ll miss it.