There is a particular kind of face I see often online — wide, open eyes with a faint tension in the brow, a soft mouth held in a half-smile. The eyes say: 'I want to be seen.' The mouth says: 'But I am afraid of what you will find.' In the old teaching, this is a face split between two fortunes — great charm in youth, great solitude in middle age. The remedy is simple: stop performing stillness. A face that moves is a face that lives.