Reflection

Last Sunday I found myself staring in a mirror.

 

Had been a while since I last saw my own ugly face.

 

Had been a while since I experienced running hot water and soap.

 

A zink, a toilet, soap, towels, electricity.

I was in heaven.

 

Even if not gone for long, things change and look different when you get back.

 

I was reflecting over good news and bad news.

 

I had been taken from the past and now dropped back in the future.

 

Time flies, in many ways and meanings.

 

This song was on "repeat" in my head on my way back home.

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