this morning #280.

this morning, after she had finished running a brush through her flaxen hair approximately one-thousand times, she took a long look at herself in the mirror. the color in her face was off. she shared an off-color, lightly racist remark to her reflection about it & got a furrowed frown in response. reflecting on the situation, she wondered if something in her diet was responsible for this abrupt change of face. glowing cheeks swapped out for something sunken. to make up for it, all she had to do was toss on a little makeup in just the right places but it still wasn’t fair how fair her skin could be sometimes. it added another layer both to her face & her worry.