[ WP ] You have developed and ability to see how people will die when you look at them . Your entire life you avoided pictures of yourself , but today you forgot , and , brushing your teeth in the morning , looked in the mirror ...

I vow to never drink again. Or well, no I do n't, I'm not conscious enough yet. 
 And regardless, a promise that drowns in the sounds from the hotel remodeling crew 
 working double time slightly out of sight, is still a promise. Those should be kept. 
 
 I scratch my chin and need to shave. Muscle memory squeezes hotel toothpaste 
 onto the hotel toothbrush. Working through the motions in automatic mode. 
 The toothbrush clicks against my teeth. It is new. Brush brush. 
 
 Brush brush. 
 My mirror image moves in lock-step with myself. 
 Mirror image. 
 I have no mirror. I have n't had a mirror for as long as I can remember. 
 
 Click. 
 New hotel toothbrush. 
 Hotel. 
 
... bruush? 
 
 I look at myself. 
 I look at myself. 
 
 I dare not move. 
 I do not move.
