You know, I’ve realized that it’s hard for me to smile for pictures.
Something about staring into a robot eye and freezing there with my muscles twitching
I prefer not to.
I would prefer to do this half-smile, half-cocked thing where only one corner of my mouth turns up
because then at least I look like I’m being a smart-ass instead of being fake.
It took me about an hour for the hair to take this picture
and probably twenty minutes to angle my face so that it wouldn’t look like I had this kind of
puffed up white balloon on my neck.
I spend a lot of time just trying to take a profile picture
that my mother would be proud of
but I’m not quite sure what there really is to be proud of