Reflections of the Way Life Used to Be

Summary

I’ve spent the last few weeks running away from my reflection. I’m talking about my literal reflection and metaphorical reflection. Any haircuts or personal grooming habits have sort of gone out the window given that Zoom doesn’t produce the sharpest image of ourselves. My lowered levels of vanity is probably a good thing.

But I’ve also found myself running away from reflecting on myself. I don’t know if it’s the quarantine, or being away from others, but self-reflection seems a bit scarier and a bit higher stakes than it was before. It’s one thing to reflect on myself in normal circumstances, or even optimal circumstances. But to take a look at myself during this time, a time where I’m missing others and am generally not my best self, that seems to take a little more work.