Forehead

You feel it when you think. A fine pull between the eyebrows, a tug above the bridge of the nose, a horizontal tension that lays itself across the middle of your face. Sometimes it is only a dull pressure. Sometimes a constant feeling as though something is being held up there — something never set down, never released, never finished. And sometimes you see it in the mirror: a line that has grown deeper than you expected. A vertical furrow, a taut surface, an expression you did not consciously make.