[“The mirror is not the place to observe yourself.” – Henri Michaux]
I looked in a mirror. Suddenly I realized that what I saw there wasn’t me. Not just “not me,” but not even the image of me. The mirror showed someone else, or someone who might have been me but never was, or someone I thought I’d outgrown, outlived.
I returned the mirror to Wal-Mart. They gave me my illusions back.
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