The creak of the chair as I sit down
The wheels rolling slightly as I adjust my position
The slightly loose chair back that squeaks when I lean on it
It’s mundane, but it’s comfort
The click the knob makes as I turn on my mirror light
The coolness that flows through my fingers as I fiddle with the metal mirror frame
The slight annoyance I feel when the chair rolls over the lamp cord
It’s mundane, but it’s comfort
The sweet smell of vanilla and flowers as I apply moisturizer
The makeup brushes tapping together as I rummage through them
The snap the eyeshadow palette makes when I open it
It’s mundane, but it’s comfort
The bloop sound that the primer makes as I squeeze the tube
The slight sweep of a brush across my eyelids as I apply eyeshadow
The shine the highlighter leaves on my cheekbones
It’s mundane, but it’s comfort
The cool mist hitting my face as I set it with makeup spray
The snap the lipstick component makes as I close it
The feeling of joy I get when I look in the mirror and see my creativity has come alive
It’s mundane, but it’s my comfort
About the Creator
Colleen Mitrano
Just a girl who loves writing, makeup and the supernatural.
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