Talk about it

I was going to wash my makeup off tonight before sleep. Dab a sheet with olive oil maybe and wipe it under my eyes. (That’s best for your eyes, I’ve heard.)

But I didn’t. Instead, I played some music, reread old writing a hundred times, ate some crackers, thought of my old teachers.

Then, as I flipped through a recent photo album on my laptop, I peered up, beyond the screen. There was my reflection.

I noticed a little frown. Brown locks framed my face. My lip tilted upward. My face has shapes. My jaws are more defined than last time I saw. My eyes are big, especially when they well up.

It might be because it’s blurry, and I can’t see clearly, that I perceive them this way. Or it may be that they really are big, those windows to the soul, big, earnest, slow-blinking, taking in everything that comes upon them.

I never knew there was a way more natural to cleanse mascara off than olive oil.

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About tali2

I am a recent grad of the wonderful English major. Though I don't regret studying English one bit, I realize why my teachers, parents, friends, and imaginary mentors warned me against it: Because it leads you nowhere. But it did give me great writing skills which I hope to continue honing in this blog as I chronicle the tribulations of the terrible job hunt in the terrible job market of NYC. And I hope that my blog reminds fellow unemployed recent grads that you are not alone, inspires some hope within us, while presenting a snapshot of our lives to others who do not share the same self-imposed troubles.
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