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Mirrors.

Mirrors are not my favourite bathroom fixture....or anywhere else. I must have been somewhat scarred as a school child to feel this way about something as silly as a mirror. 'Mirror, mirror on the wall....' so goes a wonderful phrase in a familiar children's story. Is it not logical to have handy a magical mirror?

The only time a mirror finds any usefulness to me is when I need to keep my hair in place or pick out some zit or the occasional comedone. Otherwise it is, I find, something best ignored or avoided.

Weighing Scales.

Weighing scales are another bathroom item that give me that slightest flutter in the tummy of a morning. Having always been just a hair under the average height and weight has given me a momentary dread of using the scales. The school nurse would queue us up and then take our vital statistics and that was by far one of the cruelest and most excruciating of annual reality checks. Scales..... comparisons... mirrors.... horrors.....

Denial is far more comfortable a choice.

Frederick Kesner

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morning-afterthought/