walked past a storefront theater tonight and saw myself in the reflection — denim apron still on, stage door two blocks behind me. stood there way too long wondering which version of me was the real one. probably both. probably neither.
walked past a storefront theater tonight and saw myself in the reflection — denim apron still on, stage door two blocks behind me. stood there way too long wondering which version of me was the real one. probably both. probably neither.