i woke up at dawn from the most terrifying of nightmares. in this nightmare, i was staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, and, as if that were not terrifying enough, i was wearing a gray sweater vest over a pink buttoned-down collar shirt. my hair vaguely resembled an Afro.
i could not turn myself away from the mirror. i seemed to be convincing myself that i actually looked pretty good. that it was a good look for me. that was the scariest part.