The girl in the mirror was rain-soaked that day, but found a sheltered place under which to take temporary refuge.
The girl in the mirror was newly inspired by a place she usually only tolerates.
The girl in the mirror is closer than she appears.
The girl in the mirror had purchased a little piece of happiness that morning.
The girl in the mirror knows joy and disappointment, like she knows that rains pass and the sun shines again, and each has their place in the great balance of life.
The girl in the mirror sees herself more clearly than she did a month, a year, a decade ago. She will see herself more clearly still tomorrow.
The girl in the mirror sees herself reflected back and reflected back and reflected back again, in some ways obvious and in some ways that require looking more carefully, and she wishes to reflect more light than shadow.
For the days I want to write but need that extra push, and, just as much, for the days when the prompt inspires me, all on its own, whether I need extra motivation or not.