"And when all bodies meet
In Lethe to be drowned,
Then only numbers sweet
With endless life are crowned."
I remember being very young, maybe around 10 years old and staring myself at the mirror for a while, it was only a matter of seconds until I lost sense of who I was, not recognising the girl looking back, she was a blurry shape, without a sense of identity, somebody undefined. And that's when I used to asked her "who are you?" followed by "Nobody, and everybody at the same time." Time passed and I kept doing that for a while, not really knowing the reason why and always getting the same answer. Eventually I grew up and that habit was left behind, never asking that question again. Recently I found myself staring at the mirror once again but this time I couldn't find her, it was just my own reflection staring back.
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