In the quiet corners of a bustling world where echoes whisper promises of silence, one must learn to observe. Not just with the eyes, but with the resignation of a magician who has misplaced his wand in an obsolete drawer.

Reflections, they say, are merely shadows of our conscious selves, rehearsing lines in a play they thought they had memorized. The truth is, the mirror holds an audition every night, casting fresh doubts and reappraising our daily masks with the scrutiny of an overly critical casting director.

Should we laugh or weep? Perhaps a delicate dance between both, a choreography no one taught us save for the unyielding logic of déjà vu. Yes, the moment where one realizes they've pirouetted through this existential corridor before, perhaps in another life, or in an episode of a sitcom long forgotten but always, mysteriously, repeated.

You are invited to join this irreverent stage:

• Conversations with Sidelines
• Tales Told by Shadows
• The Cycle of Again

So, dear reader, observe yourself within the self you aspire to become, and remember to leave a review on MirrorBook.