Today I dressed up a little for work. Over the weekend I bought new khakis at Bass, one pair grey-green. I thought they looked great with my pink oxford shirt and brown L.L.Bean lace-up shoes. They did look great. I looked great!
So right after lunch I looked out the 8th floor window beside my desk overlooking Monument Square, and saw a guy down there, under the trees in front of the bookstore, standing around looking for someone, and he had a pink oxford button-down shirt on. And he was wearing grey-green khakis. And brown lace-up shoes. He was my fucking twin!
Beautiful. A mirror, but it moved independently. And was waiting for someone. Not me, that's for sure!
I've got to plan what I'll wear tomorrow!