when am I?
It has happened that I would stare at my face with my face pressed close to but not against the mirror and I would stay that way for a solid minute or more. It is during these moments that truly existential questions come to mind - is that really me? Do I really exist? Is all of what is around me real? Is this what I really look like? Is this how other people see me?
I then look away, completely dumbfounded for a moment, closely followed by a return to my mundane existence.
4 comments:
It's always now.
Talking Heads - Once in a Lifetime.
OK so that last comment was a bit random. I just thought "This is not my house, this is not my beautiful" and then I thought "this is not my beautiful face".
Forget I left that last message, OK. And this one too.
Phil, I believe you are in Canada.
Zhoen: I'm not convinced it is always now when I am sleeping.
deb: You are correct in placing me in Canada. I have left sufficient clues for you to be even more precise.
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