Mirror, Mirror, on the wall...

Au contraire: mirrors tell the naked truth--as is usually case, it is the human interpretation that leaves much to be desired, often looking, but seldom seeing. Each person perceives uniquely through a lens, replete with imperfections, whatever characteristic colorations life & time have had in moulding the metaphorical glass.

Elsewhere

"I love the time and in between
The calm inside me
In the space where I can breathe
I believe there is a
Distance I have wandered
To touch upon the years of
Reaching out and reaching in
Holding out holding in

I believe
This is heaven to no one else but me
And I'll defend it as long as I can be
Left here to linger in silence
If I choose to
Would you try to understand"
--Sarah McLachlan

Sailin' Solo & Tête á Tête