Straightening my skirt and easing the creases out against my thighs, I glance in the mirror at my overall appearance. For a brief second I panic, thinking I’m overdressed for the occasion. Thoughts rush through my head.
What if I’ve misread the situation? Maybe this will be a big mistake and ruin so much of my life?
I’ve lived with these types of thoughts for so many years now and I really need to let them go but if I want to be happy and true to myself then I need to do this. Grabbing my bag from the dresser, I leave the room and head towards the lift. Once in the lift, I check my makeup in the mirror, slip on my jacket just as the doors open on to the foyer.
Walking confidently across the reception area, I approach the doors and a man walking in holds the door back, gestures for me to proceed whilst flashing me a smile. Smiling back I carry on out the hotel and onto the pavement. I tempted to glance back to see if he’s checking me out but now isn’t the time nor the place for that. I must stay focused on the task ahead.