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lundi, mars 1

new month, blank slate. three down, three to go. the last dregs of february were poured down the sinkhole with mumbled incantations to painfully peel the final layers of Old Self and Rotten Habits and complete the shedding process. et voilà. i'm stepping into the new month totally convinced that i'll be able to pass every test with nothing short of flying colours.

these past couple months were a real wake-up call. and as it remains that i will always be a work in progress, i'm happy to report that the work thus far just keeps paying off—yours truly is not just lighter and happier but hopefully (all ten fingers and toes crossed!), skinnier, too in due time.

joyeux mars.