I don't like my reflection in the mirror today.
Not because I am unhappy with my girth,
or age tromping across my face
or the skin on my arms (what's up with that?)
today I was reminded of my human nature and
how much I think I am in control,
and sadly, how much I am really not in control.
Because no one is.
Control is an illusion,
usually brought on by fear.
I hate fear.
I hate hate as well.
Tomorrow will be better, and maybe that person in the mirror will be better too.