I'm standing naked in front of my full-length mirror. The door is locked behind me. But my eyes are not on my body. Instead, they are looking at the open curtain of my French windows. My body's primaeval reaction to that open curtain is to run and close it so no one can peek inside my bedroom. It irritates me how instinctive it is for me to protect myself. On one hand, eons of evolution allowed this body to be able to see on land. And on the other, years of conditioning have made a woman's body to always be on high alert for impending violence.
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