It's a painstaking, view, to look at the mirror and not recognize the person staring back.
It's not exactly what you would call a change.
It's confusion.
It's a loss of words.
Only seconds ago you couldn't reach the sink. Your toothbrush had some Blue Clues character and your floss was "tangy berry".
Now, you're tall. Or taller. You can clearly see yourself. No tippy toes.
It's a flash of deja vu, that doesn't end.
How, when and how?
When did this all happen?
It's a clear image of that break, that crash where the fork in the road became only one path.
A giant eraser had swooped in and removed the other path.
There. That is the when.
And woosh back to reality.
The person in the mirror, who was thought a stranger but wasn't is now, different.
It's a terrible realization.

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-ChesterYaYa

Something told me I would be a majestic disaster.

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