adventures in reflective surfaces
me, yet again
always me. I look in the mirror and I see me, I look at the window, and se me. I look in myself and ... can't see me! Can we really see ourselves? What is the reflection of self if not the reflection of self?Bring yourself back to the point quite gently. And even if you do nothing during the whole of your hour but bring your heart back a thousand times, though it went away every time you brought it back, your hour would be very well employed.