Through the haze

Tequila.  You evil fiend. I could have gone the whole night drinking Corona Lite... but no... you had to come along.

**feels woozly**

Through the fog of my eyes refusing to open (and my glasses not being on) and the particular way the light came in my apartment, when I looked at myself in the mirror I was content with my body.  Lumps, bumps, bruises, scars and all.  I loved my body this morning, even when I didn't treat it so well last night.

Btw, I think the gift certificate I won is helping me justify keeping both pairs of shoes that I purchased in contemplation of the wedding....
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