I have this thing with symmetry. It’s kind of like an OCD tendency. It expresses itself in many different ways, like if I’m walking and my right foot scuffs the ground I don’t feel right until my left foot scuffs the ground too. I have these urges all the time, but for the most part I can resist them. The one area I never resist, though, is with eating. I must have the same amount of food, texture, and taste on both sides of my mouth. I’m very adept at it by now, so that it is almost an unconscious act.
I was in a play in college. It was called The Dining Room and it was a portrait of WASPs. There were essentially many different scenes in it, without recurring characters, but every one was centered around a dining room table. I played a flirty middle-aged woman, a high schooler skipping school to drink with her friend, and a maid. I wanted to keep acting and try out for the musical, but playing soccer prevented me. I’m in love with theatre and now live vicariously through my brother, who works in the industry.
If you were to ask me what my favorite physical feature on myself is, I’d probably say my eyebrows. My mom told me a long time ago that I have nice eyebrows, and I’ve been proud of them ever since. I’ve never once gotten them waxed, but I pluck them diligently – almost every day. Recently, however, my tweezers broke and I decided to ask for new ones for Christmas instead of buying them myself because I am cheap. In the meantime, I’m using some extra forceps from work. They are huge and awkward and don’t grab very well. But they’ll hold me over.