New envy

(2000)

Old envy

(1997)

I'm doing better with with envy these days. Maybe I have more empathy. Maybe I've been disenchanted with everyone's supposed virtues, so now I don't get all worked up wanting what they have. Or maybe I'm just becoming more contented.

Nowadays, most of my envy is reserved for ridiculous things I will never have: height, long legs, smooth 16-year-old skin, easy grace, a singing voice that doesn't hurt my ears.

It seems I'm dropping envy in favor of vanity.