At The Edge Of Reality

After a quick shower, as I walked across the room, I caught my reflection in the mirror. I saw how tired I looked, exactly how I felt. The strange thing happened; my reflection did not move when I did. Startled, I went back just to confirm. Lo and behold, it just stared lifelessly at me. I wanted to scream but found I could not; then she moved—the reflection, I mean. She left me standing there. No, this did not just happen; it could not have happened; my mind was starting again.