Something New


Reflection upon reflection, reflecting on reflection: that is the human condition. Those fairy tales that used to start so sincerely with “once upon a time…” those earnest and simple stories, those blankets to soothe our quivering minds with comforting thoughts and happy endings, are now, in our adolescent naiveté, mocked, scorned. 

We parody our childhoods, warp them into some inchoate nightmare before we even drop, defeated, to our beds, letting uncertainty ease (or unease, as the case may be) us into sleep. 

In this world, this circle of mirrors that reflects reflections, introspections and presumptions passed down through generations, we strive, we search, we scour, we pray for something original, something new

And, every once in  a while, we find it.

The End

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