12/365 Reflections on a Life: 12

That first time, we didn’t stay long in each other’s houses. We looked around, we talked to each other’s mother and young brother then returned to our own homes, refreshed; calmer than before the exchange.

7 thoughts on “12/365 Reflections on a Life: 12

  1. Okay, I was an imaginative child and teenager, but this felt real. I’d place my forehead against the mirror, and push on the mirror with my fingertips and forehead and “go through.” I immediately felt different and walked around the house feeling better. I suppose some people left their houses when they had fights with their mothers, but I never did. I went through the looking glass instead.

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