The sky is falling; the sky is falling, I'm presence screamed as she faced the strange woman in the mirror, for her emotional ship had veered off course. I'miaG didn't keep her eye on the prize. The sky wasn't falling; that was just the lost image that her spirit projected as she struggled through daily living, which was just a breeze of what should have been all so easy.
I'miaG looked again and again at this strange, unknown and misdirected woman in the mirror; she realized that stress and other life events had crept in like a thief in the night and robbed her of her most valuable attributes, spirit, motivation, and drive. That was her turning point.
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