I thought I knew her face very well. But seeing her again in a fairly pretty (new) dress and without her glasses, I could see that it was not quite as I remember/imagined it. Her teeth were worse than I had come to think of them as being, her chin a little more forward. Her complexion was better, her eyes the same but different – I’m not sure in what way different, but different.
I don’t imagine she has changed. Perhaps I saw all of these things differently because she wore contact lenses instead of glasses. Perhaps I presumed that I knew what she looked like because after three, or was it four? years, I would be expected to know what she looked like.
In telling you this I have fixated on her appearance, because in the eight hours we were in that room together we didn’t speak about anything of consequence. We didn’t speak much at all.
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