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Shallow Eyes

29 May

aes·thet·ic  1.pertaining to a sense of the beautiful or to the science of aesthetics.  2.having a sense of the beautiful; characterized by a love of beauty.   3.pertaining to, involving, or concerned with pure emotion and sensation as opposed to pure intellectuality.

I have SUCH a love of beautiful things and I try really, really hard not to seem or be shallow but, gosh, it just happens. It’s like having a fear of the sight of blood or not being able to stomach even a glimpse of those surgeries on The Learning Channel.                                                                                                                                                                                       Since this is a confession room and it’s deliciously anonymous I have to say that I don’t like feet. Well, yes, of course I love having feet. Of course. What I mean to say is that random feet rile me. Naturally summertime is an assault on my eyeballs what with all of the feet in flip-flops and open-toed shoes gazing back at me in check-out lines, on sidewalks, at flea markets, etc., etc.

It’s funny, we often think our pet peeves, our hangups, our nuances are so solitary but really they’re not. After all, there is nothing new under the sun. There are no new ideas, really. No original thoughts. Everything at some point has been thought about by someone else at some point. Except in extremely rare cases. But whenever I find myself recoiling at people’s gnarled toes or black toenails or exposed gargantuan bunions, sure I feel shallow and petty and, well, shallow but then I’ll read something on Postsecret and realize I’m not so unique in my weird thoughts after all.