| reflections 3.14.01 |
looking into the mirror, I stare at my reflection. she stares back, mocking me with a knowing grin; her eyebrow raised in silent inquiry, posing an unformed question which hangs in the air all around me- so heavy, it seems almost tangible. I wait an eternity while millions of nagging doubts emerge, wearing down my already thin composure. Abruptly, I break the silence with a laugh of defiance. the elusive confidence I seek finally returning, to claim victory. |