I try to not worry too much about my appearance, but it still winds up feeling like a trip to church or the office. There's a continuing knowledge that I'm being inspected by someone else, appraised on physical appearance, among other things. I always wind up being a more hygienic, self-censoring version of myself when I'm on a date. I wish I could say that I'm completely uninhibited when meeting new people, offering an open and free-spirited glimpse at my truest self, but I'm not. I edit myself, even when I'm consciously trying not to.
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