Cassandra’s Tears

Tears of joy, tears of pain, we are reflected in the salt-water pools we create. So let us build a fleet of paper boats and sail them on our ocean of indecision, laughing at the wind-whipped white-crested waves that would wash over us, drowning us in our own despair, yet somehow never vanquishing us in the end.

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Location: Lennoxville, Quebec, Canada

Sunday, September 25, 2005

A mini-saga: Certain fashion faux-pas

After Amanda joined Weight Watchers, she observed her generous curves give way to angles and straight lines, her plump, apple-round cheeks become fashion-model gaunt. As her soft flesh became firm and her belly flattened, she started dressing in light pink workout wear, even though the colour made her look fat.


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