Mirror-Image

So, last evening I was walking back from the lab. It was late in the evening and I was planning the rest of my day, as well as thinking of other stuff I have to get done. Walking swiftly relaxes me, and soon I switched off work-mode and went into window-shop mode. Not that there are too many windows there to give me visual treats, but whatever. Anyway, I came to this little Italian store. I know it's Italian simply because there's a large statue of a demure Venus outside the door, and the store advertizes all sorts of pasta. They also bake large wedding cakes, three- and four-tier ones, with the little figurines of the bride and groom on the top (that's besides the Italian issue, but they're displayed at the window so I thought I'd mention it). Also, there are these tastefully arranged porcelain dishes of fruit: plastic fruit, I think, on the window-sills. Very Mediterranean.

I like walking by the store. At the time that I usually walk past, the store is closed so there is only one dim little light on the far end, and nothing else. The fruit-bowls look even more delicious in the semi-darkness (possibly because you can't make out that the fruit are plastic). I was walking fairly quickly, but slowed as I approached the windows. For some reason, the place looked even more inviting last evening. I probably wouldn't have gone in to eat even if the store had been open, but the window display is really beautiful. I stopped. I looked in. I could see my reflection in the mirror. Then the eyes staring back at me blinked. Hmmm, trick of the light?

Nope.

I was looking at someone standing in the store. And that someone was looking back at me curiously. Ahhhh, euphimisms.... I mean 'suspiciously'.

I've given up on me! :)

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...and with this post I celebrate a silver anniversary of my blog, i.e. it took me twenty-five posts to get here. Count 'em and see!