Solitude & The Absent Smile

Yes I admit it, I’m an optimist.  Pollyanna’s a very good buddy.  We took tap dancing together.

What I mean is I’m USUALLY a somewhat cheery person.  But not always.  A while back, I underwent a fairly unpleasant medical procedure.  (I’m a big baby when it comes to anything that hurts at a .5 or higher on a 1-10 pain level.)

Here I am in the waiting room, reading about blogging:

 

 

 

 

 

 

Finally I was called back to the procedure room but had to wait in solitude quite a while.  The doctor was running behind.  I got bored and started playing with the IPhone’s reverse camera capability:

 

 

 

 

 

 

I looked at these pictures, grimaced at their muted and otherworldly haziness, realized I wasn’t smiling–and started to delete them.

Then it hit me.

Get real, Neal.  It’s okay not to smile.  It’s okay to be muted and hazy … and to be by yourself for a while.

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