A moment that changed me: When I realized my mirror is actually a time portal that shows me the worst version of myself.
One fateful morning, after brushing my hair, I caught a glimpse of something disturbing: a version of myself wearing socks with sandals, arguing with a self-checkout machine, and holding a “Live, Laugh, Love” mug. The worst part? I’m not sure if I’m destined for this future or if it’s just a warning. Mirrors can be nasty!





