I was awake before the alarm was off. Standing in front of my wardrobe. I was analyzing how much I had changed. There were no more shabby eyes looking back from the other side of the mirror. I looked at the whole wardrobe as it framed my image, and the light wooden doors on each side were working in my favor. Today I was ravishing! I was finally happy with myself, and it wasn't the change in my reflection, although that had suffered tremendous alterations, it was the change of posture. I finally liked the way life was going and the way I looked in it...