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Reflection
What’s Important?
Wonderful day. The sun is shining but not hot. I’ve been walking for almost thirty minutes and I’m not sweating through my shirt yet. Still a couple of hours before the sun goes down, maybe enough time to run in and grab a beer at Flake’s when I get closer. Work was tough, need to relax. Not too many people out and about yet. I love this part of town, seems a new shop every time I walk by. Big glass storefront windows, suits and shirts and pants and shoes, all out for my eyes to see. Nice, I like those clothes on that mannequin. I like….wait…why do I look like that in the glass? My shoulders are hunched over, my head craned down on my neck. This is how I walk? Straighten up man, shoulders back, chest out. That looks better, and I can see farther, but there's a pain in my neck, in my back. I can twist and wrench it out, get a little youth back into my pose. Damn, still pinched, let me bend over, touch my toes and stretch. Damn, can’t touch my toes. Well, never really could anyway, and really it’s all about the stretch, bending to increase my range of motion. Oh, is that how I look in the glass, let me stretch properly, that looks better. Doesn’t feel better. Let me keep moving. Don’t really like those clothes after all, maybe something further up.
Shoes, it’s the shoes. I need to get a better pair, a set of walking shoes. So that I can walk straight up, chest out. Doesn’t Glamour…
