mirrors and existentialism
So in this hotel room the desk is in the bedroom part, there is a living room part too. At the desk there is a large mirror on the wall above the desk. So when I look down, I see my laptop screen, when I look up, I see myself.
Often, when I look at myself in the mirror, I get this really odd sense of inexistentialism. Do I really exist? Is that really my reflection in the mirror? Do I really look like that? Is what surrounds me reality? Is what is in the mirror more real? Why do I exist? Why do I exist in the way that I do as I look at myself?
I tell you, it has been rather distracting to have this mirror above this desk here.
2 comments:
Nothing a pillowcase can't solve.
Do you have Photobooth? I'm just imagining you looking at your image as the camera sees you, while you look at yourself in a mirror image, and wonder how confusing that would feel.
I prefer not to look in the mirror if I can help it. I'm not impressed with what looks back at me.
Also if you don't exist then you are wasting an awful lot of time working away from home.
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