they come in all sorts of forms: plastic, glass, round, square, wall size, clutch purse size…and sometimes they’re people.
it’s not that they look like you. it’s that their behaviour helps you see yourself. in that moment you have choices. do i accept what i’ve seen? do i reject it? do i take necessary steps to adjust how i look? etc.
i love mirrors.
i abhor mirrors.
one minute i look marathon-ready.
the next i look like i just gave birth to quadruplets.
Category: life