Lynda | Neverending | my bathroom - Atlanta, GA
When I was younger, I would lock myself up inside of my grandmother's bathroom and spend hours looking into her mirror. Instead of simply opening up from the side (as in normal cabinets), it spread open in three sections. Each outer section spread inward.

I wasn't tall enough to look at my face closely in the mirror without sitting on the counter and in the sink. So I climbed up and turned each side of the mirror inward. I'd then stare at the reflection of my reflection of my reflection. I found it just amazing that my reflection was bouncing back and forth across the mirrors for what seemed like an eternity.

I guess I still find it fascinating.
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