A Stranger At My Desk

One of my coworkers just told me in the bathroom that she glanced up yesterday and saw someone and thought, "Who is that? Oh! That's Taylor!"

I'm like a whole new person.

It happens to me too. If I'm walking by a window, not paying attention to my reflection and it catches my interest out of the corner of my eye, often I'm startled. My butt is shrinking again, and my hips. I'm overall just...smaller. And I don't recognize myself.

And in yoga, when I'm bending, when I'm twisted, sometimes I feel disconnected from my body. Just watching this different shape move and turn, her joints not my own, her curves steeper and slimmer.

There's a stranger in our midst.