Who is this old man I see in the mirror? I see his weathered, wrinkled face and his white, thinning hair. His tired eyes look back appraising me. Who can this be? Surely not me. It cannot be me. Never Me...
In my mind I see myself thin, strong, energetic. I feel a lust for life, eager for new adventures and a hunger to explore new ideas. I have a youthful sense of humor and a ready laugh.
No. That image in the mirror is not me. The mirror is playing a trick on me...