About a week and a half ago, I was walking into the parking garage of a building in the Westside after coming out of a very important meeting as to the direction of my life (more to come later), and as I finished saying goodbye to my friend/business partner, I briefly saw myself in the side window of my car.
In that ever-so brief moment, I saw me in my charcoal suit, with my white shirt and dare I say, dashing red tie. I saw my hair slightly disheleved, but still intact, my face relatively clear and my possibilities beaming.
In that moment, I saw a man staring back at me.
I quickly jumped into my car and got the hell out of there.
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