I don’t smile much any more. I realize most people don’t smile at every moment of every day, but I remember a time when I used to smile all the time, and I was laughing so often that my cheeks hurt. Sometimes I feel like my mouth has forgotten to form the look.
Whenever I find myself out and about, trying to keep myself busy and the like, I often pass by my reflection in a store mirror or some other reflective surface. I see my face, so naturally angry. I was told this was resting asshole face, or maybe it was resting bitch face. I look pissed all the time, and I don’t even notice it.
The people around me don’t look so despondent or angry with the world. I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s a reflection of what’s in my soul, or something ethereal like that. I don’t know. Just an observation.
