Since the camera

At four o'clock, after reading up from the bed, nothing to do, whim, want to live photo shoot. So I took out drawer and a digital camera.
My hair is disheveled, loose on wearing checkered vest old, sitting on the sofa. I took out the camera screen, cameras are focused on their own, Kacha Kacha, stop the patting. A few shots, stop, open the screen to see their photos, just laughed. As the camera too close to the face of freckles and bags under the eyes are clear to see, in particular, caught my attention is a two-jaw, although I send blessings, but there had never paid attention to the fat jaw.
Really do not shoot do not know, a film surprised. Feel really old.
Close-in to see their photos, I have been very self-confident, at least compared to the same age, I is not old. My skin smooth and white skin, coupled with long-standing training, maintenance is good.
Took a dozen photos, I went to the bathroom, after washing, wipe the layer of latex, painted eyebrows, and then coated with lipstick. Simple makeup, more than just bright, I put my face close to the mirror, his hand touched the relaxation of the lower jaw, to himself: "I'm old, but also to lose weight."
The mirror, I carefully looked at herself, only to train its might from that time, a flash, the 40 years have passed. This mark clearly written on his face, that small wrinkles, bags under the eyes that is the time of the ring does not it? Who is worth a time of invasion, who do not go senile?
After a while, I went to study, but also leaning bookcase, took some photographs.
Later, I copy these pictures in the folder, open to draw a view, the removal of non-stop, non-stop laugh, laugh at my big head, laughing double chin, still thinking, time age a man ah ... ...