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It happened this morning as I was walking into work.
She was quite a bit ahead of me. I’m not sure if she was a patient or an employee. I’d guess an employee — she had that Casual Friday feel about her. The first thing I noticed was she had on a lovely navy blue shirt with white flowers — little tiny ones.
And brown pants.
The Fashion Police in my brain sounded their alarms! Wait — WTF?!?! I don’t even HAVE Fashion Police!!! Never have had Fashion Police. But there it was. That horrible icky feeling those of us attempting to do this Life thing with some sense of Love and Acceptance are working hard to weed out. Judgment.
Over the color choices of a stranger’s Casual Friday Attire.
I could hear The Universe chuckling — not because of The Judgement — but because I had called myself out. And found myself to be so damned silly.
I took another look at the woman — still many feet in front of me. Only this time — I really looked at her. As a Fellow Traveler. A Human — just like me — heading into work. On a Full Moon Casual Friday the 13th.
This time I noticed her beautiful blonde hair. Just below shoulder length — it was stunning. My thoughts immediately tuned into this. I pondered it’s shine as the morning sun made it glow. I wondered how often she was complimented on…
