A Time to Reflect..

I noticed this morning that I seem to look more "trailer trash" each year I grow older.  I saw myself this morning as I participated in dialog between myself and a neighbor's cat.  I'd say something like "merower"  he would respond similarly, I'd repeat, so on. This took place as I sat on my front porch, smoking and watching my neighbors as they left for work or started their busy day.
At some point, I stood to return to the house and that is when I noticed my reflection in the glass of the door.  I stepped back and looked hard at this reflection.  I saw a middle aged white guy in a beat up baseball cap, Levi's, and a "wife beater" undershirt that stretched just enough over the belly to show a convex indentation of his navel.  He had a two-day stubble of a beard and a slightly goofy smile. I laughed a little at that guy, called him a redneck out loud and went back in to start my day.
I was thinking that we rarely get to see ourselves as others might and that perhaps that is a good thing. Someone once told me that if we did see ourselves as other people do that we really wouldn't want to. I can see that.         
                                                                                                                 Peace, LeRoi'