|Lil' Moment Observed|
Inception can eat its heart out. Perception is way trippier.
Looking in the mirror is a bit less of an egregious experience than it used to be, these days. Just ask my roommate; she is a huge fan of mocking my mirror faces. A while back, I’d been busy all day grocery shopping, cleaning house, and so on. I was "sweatygross," as I call it, but happened to catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror in the hall when I passed by, and thought to myself, “Hey… Not bad, kid.” It felt really, really good and I wished someone was right there to grab a photo of me. I’ve often wondered if I see the same thing that others see. So, due to the lack of photographer, I grabbed my camera to get a picture as I saw myself, or how I perceived myself, rather. I managed to capture it.
This little moment totally messed with my mind, man. And this little moment happened again tonight. It’s so strange how I can look in the mirror, and even though I can see the difference, I don’t see myself differently. I look in the mirror and I still see the 300+ pound girl. So it kind of makes me wonder when, if ever, my perception of myself and the girl I see in the mirror will decide to merge.
I am slightly biased when I look in the mirror seeing as I’m looking at myself. Yeah… Fairly biased. So, how do you know if what you see in the mirror is good, or bad, or real, or what others see, or what?!
Does Heidi Klum look in the mirror and see a supermodel?
Does Jason Schwartzman look in the mirror and see a stud? Oh, hush up. The fact I’m smitten with him is neither here nor there. You get the analogy. Humor me.
The point is, I’ve got a ways to go in this department, and maybe one day my perception and my reality will decide to hang out. In the meantime, I’ll be happy with my little moments.