I slide on my dress, look for my necklace, and ponder what will happen tonight. Will it be a success? Will this be the start of something new? I am filled with nervous anxiety. My heart is beating faster that it should. So much to think about and stress over. But somehow, I know, everything will be fine in the end.
My hair is curled. I need to find the right makeup. The right "look" is key. It's important to convey who I have become. Time is ticking. Soon I will be out the door.
Heading towards my destination. Ready to take on the world.
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