Here are some moments of the life of a weary eye. Who is, moreover, MY eye. :)
(Do not worry, it looks a little better now. However, probably my hard thesis writing project will result in Bloody Mary eyes similar to this...or even worse...)
Here is the bloody and puffy, tired, (almost dog-tired) heavy-eyed and blear-eyed glaze of mine. A pure glaze, with shadows; a glazy gaze, with mist.
Isn't it wonder(AW)ful?:)
(P.S. note: No eye-makeup was used on the illustrations:) I'm keeping 'alle nature';))
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