Struck me in the head, and the next flash of my memory has taken me back to the very spot i have fallen into; the empowering shadows of others.
How many times have you discovered yourself staring at the mirror, wishing the idealistic alter ego of your reflective thoughts is the very vision of your own?
Or how often do you stare blankly at what you could do and could have done, all things wrong undone and perfected at the swerve of your magic wand? Tweak a lil here and there, a "cut-and-paste-me-over-model" photoshopped vector image of me and the mirages i see whenever i run out of inspiration.
But at the rate I'm going, i am preferably the wuss. At least, that is how i want to name myself now, periodically a de facto.
Very unhealthy indeed.
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