Not What It Seems

inter-dimensional puddle
(c) moi, 2014

I have this compulsion to check my appearance. In bus doors. Car mirrors. Shop windows. Even puddles. The latter mainly to catch a glimpse of how passers-by perceive me. I don’t stop or anything. That’d be weird.

I’ve slowed down, though, for puddles. Difficult to pin it down, I’d have to go beyond a quick glance. And I don’t want to attract that kind of attention. I check in the first place to make sure I don’t stand out. But the more I look, the more I’m convinced puddles don’t show my reflection.

They show me from another dimension.

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I’m behind on responding to comments. My apologies, I’ll get round to it tomorrow (I hope).

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9 thoughts on “Not What It Seems

    1. Thank you! There was a time when I tried to not look when I passed a reflecting surface, but I’ve giving up not checking. Luckily, I always see nothing but my reflection 😀

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  1. I confess I used to, but I think I’ve got beyond that now. As a middle aged gal not bothered by her appearance, I’m used to being ignored too. So long as I don’t have food stuck in my teeth or my skirt tucked in my knickers, I’m happy 🙂
    Love the idea of puddles leading to another world. If creatures came through the puddles, what would they look like? Watery, wobbly versions of what we have here, or something very much darker?
    Love idea, Sonya x

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    1. Ah, I shouldn’t care, but I can’t help it… I reckon what comes through will be something darker. I don’t know yet, but I’ve been meaning to play around with this idea for a while, so I may well find out.

      Thank you, Lynn 🙂

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