Morning Reflections

Just a few personal thoughts that come to mind.

Having just woken up, I pushed the bed covers off of me and just laid there, trying to remember the dream I was just having.  It was a beautiful one, one I wouldn’t mind having again. I was jumping over giant green hills and running through forests.  It even ended where I was cuddled up in a cozy bed in a wee cabin looking out the window, watching the snow fall.  Blinking my eyes, I sat up in my bed and stretched my whole body toward the ceiling.  Standing up, I shuffled with my bare feet into the bathroom and splashed some cold water onto my face. After drying my face on a nearby towel, I looked at my face into the mirror. Yikes, my eyebrows look hairy!  Not to mention my legs!  I looked down at my hairy legs.  I actually couldn’t remember the last time I had shaved them.  It had been winter, so I never felt the need to shave them.  I bet if I walked out in shorts, I would make the men blush and the women stare.  That would be something.  

Looking back at myself in the mirror, I took my naked face in.  A few pimples here and there, a few new freckles splotched on my cheeks. Bags under my eyes, red skin around my nose.  Hairy eyebrows.  But not a bad looking face if I said so myself.  Why did I always feel the need to wear makeup?  To cover up my blotchy skin and make my eyelashes longer?  And what was the point of plucking out eyebrow hairs?  They must grow there for a reason!  I picked up my toothbrush and put some toothpaste on it.  While brushing, I continued to think about this topic.  I came to the conclusion the reason I did these things were to simply fit in.  To look the way women are expected to look if they want to be pretty.  To look good for men, women, and myself.  But this is strange!  Why must I alter my looks to please others, even myself?  Why am I not satisfied with the face I have?  What would it be like to be exactly the person I am without trying to fit in? I think I might be on to something...

Author's Note

In this little passage, I tried to capture my train of thought. I hope it isn't to bad to be inside my head:)

Reviews

[Daniel Fletcher]

Very interesting ideas! The answer might be that we crave society, internally, even if it's not in our best interests. "Be yourself... but not too much," they say, and we follow along because we're afraid of sticking out. But if being yourself is something everyone wants, then why is decried? Why can't we all, as a group, let everyone be themselves? Will this movement be broken by a single person who loves a group over individual people?
I'm getting really excited with all these questions, and all the possibilities they entail! I love what you wrote!