Mirror, mirror on the wall Part 1

About the time I was looking around in my caterpillar state thinking — is this all there is — I happened to glance in the mirror. Wow! Someone else was looking back at me. I didn’t recognize her. Her hair was flat and drab, her expression was the same (flat and drab) and I remember . . . → Read More: Mirror, mirror on the wall Part 1

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