Dread

There was a stranger in my bathroom mirror this morning. A tired, unhappy man who could have passed for my older brother... if I had one.

He seemed distracted by his day ahead. Uncertainty swirled around him as he sluggishly brushed his teeth.

I asked him 'what's wrong?'. He shook his head and stepped into the shower...vanishing into the steam.

The image of this stranger is stuck in my mind. He made an impression on me....one that I shall not forget. I hope he finds happiness.