3.05.2008

Reflecting/Deflecting


My reflection stared back at me from the bathroom mirror. I examined her objectively; the way my upper lip disappeared when I smiled, the thin creases branching out from beneath my almond-shaped eyes. Those creases seemed to be getting more noticeable with each year, no, each day. I looked tired, world-weary. My face was shiny, my eye makeup was smudged. I looked at this stranger and wondered what the world must think.

He walked up from behind me, startling me. He started to rub my shoulders and smiled into his own reflection in the mirror. I wondered what he thought of himself, or if he did. He leaned down, put his face next to mine and looked at the two of our faces squished together in the mirror's reflection. He smiled again, kissed me on the cheek and left the bathroom. I glanced at myself, rubbed my eyes, and turned off the light switch.

3 comments:

Jenious said...

Our first post! Yay :-) Thanks EG-S! We're gonna have fun with this! Write on.

Eggy Weg said...

Indeed! I liked the mirror theme. I think it would be cool if we could play off of each other's paragraphs, so that they are in some way connected, but still separate.

Jenious said...

It's going to be cool to see how posting to a blog affects the creative process...