Ever stared into the mirror and seen not just yourself, but your past decisions, laid bare? The kind of mirror that doesn’t just reflect but speaks in whispers? It echoes, “Remember that time you chose coffee over tea?” Or maybe it’s the road not taken, the coffee shop not visited.
Here in the reflection, the tapestry of silence weaves around you, gently as a cat curls by the fire. You hear the soft footsteps of future decisions approaching, tentative, curious. Like a breeze carrying messages from an unvisited alley in your mind.
Wouldn’t it be nice if mirrors could offer not just reflection, but guidance?
A gentle push towards the right path, or just the path less traveled.
Maybe it’s all a conversation with oneself, a casual chat over the fence of time.
If you listen closely, the mirror might just tell you how to find your way through
these echoes or perhaps
these whispers.