My passport soon will expire to renew it means amongst other things that I need two identical photos of myself.
I took some.
None of them were appealing.
A prune came to mind.
Gasped!
Wrinkles. Like a roadmap, or
lines best in read in a book.
Eyebrows doing the tango.
I will stop there.
I know the reasons and sayings about beauty,
ageing gracefully and how beauty is what is inside…
I know, I get it, I trust it, nevertheless-
Putting wisdom, gratitude for life and grace aside.
It is freaky this age thing.
The inner and outer me are facing each other.
Challenging me to see beyond the older physical person I see in the photograph.
I did not know that I looked that old.
Okay, I did. But an up-close photo made me understand why some people do botox and cosmetic surgery.
Not my passport photo, blurred lines.
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