Saturday, October 25, 2008

Dripping with disdain

I'm very self conscious about my neck right now, and probably for infinitum as it's not going to get better. So when I'm talking to people I think that's where their gaze will wander, or when I look at my reflection, it's the first thing I notice.
When I was a more youthful gal, it was my stomach, or my clothes, so it's really not any particular focal point is it; I'm just going to choose something to fixate on in a negative way and then grind it until it's dispersed like a talc on my whole being. I fabricate that I don't pick at things and make them worse like the Gusser might, but I do function that way, it's just not as obvious or apparent on the first go round.


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