So we were sitting at the gas station on our way home from a nice walk in a park near our house. It was warm and the sun was shining. I had the visor down and on the back of the visor is a mirror. My eyes were drawn to my reflection which was lit up mercilessly by the bright late afternoon sun. I could see every wrinkle and every hair. It looked like I had a moustache and tons of wrinkles on my cheeks, all along the edge of my nose; not to mention those on my forehead. I couldn't look away - it was a horrible visage. Scariest damned thing I've seen in awhile.
Hairy and Wrinkled.
And it is me.
For the record, I feel I must point out that I don't normally look like I have a moustache. At least, not to my knowledge. Ack. Oh no, I hope I haven't been walking around with a moustache all this time. The bright late afternoon sun and me? We are not friends.