I pause for a moment as I catch a glance of my reflection in the mirror. I am not intending to look at myself, but accidently I do, as I lean forward to get a better angle for wiping my ass. There is something, or perhaps many things, about seeing myself with boxers around my ankles, wearing a bunny ear head band, with a Pabst Blue Ribbon and a lit cigarette in my right hand that makes me wonder, “What has become of my life?”
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