A Gift for Myself

Now that Mariah Carey's famous song

is no longer heard around town,

I cannot hide my surprise at the reality

that the end of the year is suddenly upon us.

At this time of year, when I meet friends,

I sometimes see a small, unfamiliar ring shining on their fingers.

Seeing that,

I secretly imagine in my heart, "I wonder if that's a gift from someone..."

A person I saw on the train

was holding a shopping bag with a famous fragrance brand logo on it, carefully resting it on their lap.

Joy was overflowing from their face the whole time

This world was still filled with a glamorous and sparkling atmosphere

It seemed a little too bright for me

My fingertips caught my eye where I had looked away

I noticed my nails, which I had failed to take care of

Suddenly, a touch of discomfort washed over me

I couldn't help but clench both my hands tightly

A gift for myself, huh...

I forced myself to remember the bag I had been interested in

Approaching the age of being a "proper adult"

It was also around this time that I started wanting to be "particular" about the things I own and wear

I know that just carrying a favorite bag

will lift my spirits

And I am also confident that it will never fail to give me a "polished look" even at work

I have that certainty

If I were to add something to fill in the gaps

it would be that, in connection with such things, "I keep my nails painted as neatly as possible"

Like

“Walking with your back straight”

or

to get closer to the version of me that “looks good with that bag”

it might be about giving yourself a little nudge

these trivial things

can become the catalyst for taking that first step, can't they?

I convinced myself alone,

but before that, I have to go buy some new nail polish first.

That is the only shortcut I can take right now.

And surely, that will be the best "reward" for yourself

Because your beautifully painted nails should be proof of that