he's sitting there, glossy-eyed. staring ahead at nothing like it's everything. smiling to himself, nodding his head.

he doesn't notice me watching him. he doesn't notice when i look away.

and he has no idea that i'm now looking at him. following those eyes of his. so intent, full of so much concentration. he grins, half-laughs. still unaware that my eyes are exploring his face, inch by inch.

and then i turn my gaze inward. i'm smiling my trademark smile; the one that makes my cheeks all round and rosy. my eyes blink, slowly. and my head turns. and i look at myself face-to-face. in my eyes i see my own reflection.

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