Well, ladies

Wednesday. Glass-walled conference room. Big presentation.

New hire sat across from me. Maybe twenty-six. Took notes the whole time. Skin like she has never once fought for sleep.

Caught our reflections in the glass after. Side by side, walking out. One second. Plenty.

Something moved. Not jealousy. Something quieter. Like missing a woman I used to be.

Dani sent a photo Friday night. Some bar, two women, everyone laughing. She looked great. 😤

Stared at it too long. Not comparing to Dani. Comparing to the me who went out on Fridays. Never once checked her neck in a mirror.

Judged the new hire too. Before she finished talking. Decided she was green. Knew I was doing it. Kept going.

She is not picking collars at 6am. Not thinking about her jawline. I am. 👠

This “Neon Root” Fixed My Digestion & Skin Issues Almost Overnight

After years of constant bloating, stomach cramps and adult acne that wouldn’t go away, I was so desperate I would’ve tried anything.

That’s how I came across a bizarre, “neon root”, recommended by a doctor.

I took it before bed and by morning, my bloating was completely gone. I woke up with a completely flat stomach!

By day 3, the stubborn acne on my face completely disappeared.

If you want to clear your skin and fix your gut by tomorrow morning, you need to see this:

That is mine. Every morning. Earrings, blazer, shoes from the night before.

But lately it is all armor. No warmth. Miss feeling sexy. Not beautiful, that is covered. Sexy. Where your reflection gives you heat, not a score.

Last time I felt that, maybe three months ago. Getting dressed for something that was not work. Chose the top for me. Not for a room.

Sonia texted Thursday, no context. Said she liked my stories. All I posted was a coffee cup and a sleeve. Sat with me all morning.

Seen and looked at are not the same. One of them is missing. Not the second one.

One thing that is helping. Seated twist. Hands behind your head, elbows wide. Rotate right, hold three seconds. Then left. Five each side.

Your mid-back locks up in the afternoon. You do not notice. Your neck and shoulders pick up the slack. They were not built for it.

This opens the mid-back. Ninety seconds between calls. 💪 First time, something cracked so loud my colleague looked up. Told him it was the chair.

Not getting younger. Good. Just staying in the body. That is the project now.

Still choosing the earrings. Still walking in like I mean it. ✅

- Clare