Magic mirror

I am convinced that if someone could take me and put a different face on me I would not recognize myself.

I'd like to think I would, but watching people has pretty much convinced me that most of us do not see the face we present to the world.

I saw a woman in a car ahead of me today.  Her nails were immaculately manicured.  Her hair looked great.  She was puffing a cigarette with a flair that rivaled a nineteen fifties movie idol and chomping gum like a cow who knows its last chance to chew that cud is quickly approaching.  I am sure she saw herself quite differently

We all grow up imprinting on something and spending the rest of our lives trying to replicate it.  Some succeed; others only come up with a caricature.

I don't know if Nature is kind or simply has a sick sense of humor because this blindness to our own reality is often our greatest obstacle in life.

If I had a magic mirror on my wall I would be asking it how I appear to the world at large.  That wouldn't answer all my questions, but it would answer enough.