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Somedays, you just have to create your own sunshine.
If you keep it up, with creating the sunshine that is, then I will have to create my own sunscreen. Sunglasses, too. Don't want the pupils of my eyes to shrink to pinholes.
So, alas, I must shut my eyes, reluctantly. Self-protection.
When I do so, light still comes through the eyelids, and once the after-images fade, then it's just floaters and phosphenes.
But that leaves sound. The room is bare, and nothing is absorbed. The slightest of sounds is amplified by echoes off floor, walls and ceiling. When I hold my breath, then I hear your breathing. I hear when the rhythm of the airflow changes from expectation to surprise and puzzlement. That is the look you have in this picture. You were awaiting my reaction, and it baffled.
I am not really in the room. How can I be, when I am a million miles away?