I hate looking in the mirror. I don’t know who that person is. Seeing that image looking back at me through the toothpaste splatters with eyes that look so lifelike scares me. Why is that guy older than me? Why is he so ugly?
Looking in the mirror reminds me that I don’t know who I am or what I am supposed to do. It makes me think of reality. It makes me think.
I don’t like mirrors.