Some mornings are better than others, know what I mean? This morning I looked in the mirror and staring back at me was a familiar face, but it wasn't me. Just someone I used to know. An old acquaintance from my younger years. His eyes were a little older than I remembered and his hair was styled shorter and more conservatively.
Smiling, I turn away from the reflection and wonder. "Where did he go and what is he doing these days?"
The old me in the mirror is just that, someone I used to be. Someone I used to know.
Today, I am older, wiser and better looking too! At least, that's what I say to the person in the mirror.
Smiling, I turn away from the reflection and wonder. "Where did he go and what is he doing these days?"
The old me in the mirror is just that, someone I used to be. Someone I used to know.
Today, I am older, wiser and better looking too! At least, that's what I say to the person in the mirror.
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