[ WP ] You check yourself out in the full length mirror before going to bed . You bend down to untie your shoes . As you are nearly finished , you see with your peripheral vision your reflection stand up seconds before you do .

It was just another one of those nights, just me, the prescription meds that have kept my psyche relatively stable for the past few years in addition to the liquor that was on sale. Just me and my vices as usual. 
 
 As I slipped off my shoes to try to catch some sleep, I take a quick glance at my mirror maybe attributed to my unending vanity. I've seen things before at this time of night but with the momentary gaze, I notice something; I've seemingly lost a decades worth of aging in addition to fashion sense. 
 
 The image quickly fades but I'm left with nostalgia at the times that have gone by. As I go to sleep, I wonder about all those things that I wanted to do, not just the dreams, but the aspirations and beliefs that I once held. I used to have so many thoughts: thoughts about love, life, just everything under the sun and then some. 
 
 In the end though, in this little moment, I've dug myself into a wholesomely inescapable hole crafted to my exact design and present desire. 
 
 With those thoughts, I toss and turn and decide to sleep...
