Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Mirror Magic

Sometimes, when I walk up to a mirror, I catch a glimpse of what I really look like in the present moment before my brain has time to add athe overlay of what I used to look like, or wish to look like. It's startling and horrible.
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2 comments:

Phil said...

Two old friends were sitting at a bar. One pointed to two older men sitting opposite them at the bar and saaid, "Frank, that's us in ten years."

Frank looked over at them and said, "That's a mirror, Joe."

8:48 PM
Phil said...

Two old friends were sitting at a bar. One pointed to two older men sitting opposite them at the bar and saaid, "Frank, that's us in ten years."

Frank looked over at them and said, "That's a mirror, Joe."

8:48 PM

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