Vanity

She caught her reflection and stopped. It wasn’t vanity… or was it? She didn’t think so, but she’s good at justifying herself. It was more about awareness. She is endlessly fascinated by perception — how hers can be so skewed. She wondered how hers can be entirely different from theirs. Is someone right? Is everyone wrong? Why does the world get to decide what the world thinks? Why don’t I agree?

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