Warning: Guys may want to stay away from this post. It is not offensive, but you might not get it and don't blame me for wasting your time if you paid no heed.
I was feeling slim today. Period.
Nope, I am not on a diet and nope, I haven’t lost weight. I still can't get into my fav pair of jeans, but I still feel slim.
Let me explain - I am a little crazy. I have these special days when I feel slim and then not so special days when I feel fat. The feeling is so heightened that on the good days I feel like a supermodel! It might sound silly, but it’s true and it affects my entire day. I feel fat or slim exactly the same way you might feel happy or sad. A state of mind.
So today was one of those ebullient days. I got up to an endorphin rush like never before. It felt I-love-my-life-and-wouldn’t-trade-it-for-anything-in-the-world good! From then on, it just got better and better. Lovely day outside, fixed myself a sumptuous breakfast fit for a queen and my iPOD decided to play all my fav songs in the shuffle mode on the way to the tube station. The tube was waiting for me at the station and there was actually one seat empty and I got to sit in the tube! Believe me, when it comes to getting lucky on the tube, I actually had better chances of winning the €130mn Euro lottery (which I didn’t btw).
I reached my destination station in a record 20 minutes (Whoa!). It was a bright day outside (what are the chances!), birds chirping, people smiling and making way for me in the footpath (unbelievable because usually little women like me get stepped on during the peak time stampede), the fruit-vendor offered me a box of fresh strawberries free along with my usual fruits-to-go, and, to top it all - all the walk signs at the traffic lights turned green as I approached them…….red carpet all the way!
I could almost feel the blinding flashlights from the paparazzi as I took each step! I felt like the Queen.
WTH, I am the queen of my life, aren’t I?