I Really See You Upside Down

When I was little, Babushka let me play with things from the vanity in her bedroom. I loved the round handheld mirror. When you held it under your nose, mirror-side facing up and looked down into it as you walked, it made you feel like you were walking on the ceiling. How curiously different everything felt.

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