We are one

I find myself sucking the corners of my mouth down into a frown. I feel the weight of my eyes. I notice the heaviness of my cheeks. I wonder if gravity is stronger here on my face than anywhere else.

So then I smile, not because I feel happy, but to trick my face into feeling happy. And it works, the smile warms through my entire body, and reminds me of the reasons I have to smile. And then I'm smiling because I feel happy.

And later I find myself sucking down the corners of my mouth. Rinse. Repeat.

Who is in control? My mind, or my body. We are one.