Posted by: Vicky | May 8, 2011

Who are you and what have you done with the real Vicky

That’s what my aunt greeted me with after church this morning.

I’ve just had a new cut and colour and apparently she was slightly emotional due to having come to church straight from her night shift. Still, I was a little surprised. (Not in a bad way or anything.)

But brushing my teeth this evening, it struck me again*: while the face in the mirror does look familiar, it’s not my face. It’s a slimmer stranger’s face.

I like it. It’s a nice face.


* It’s been striking me most evenings. And mornings if the mirror isn’t too steamed up to see my face in it


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