There was a total eclipse of the Sun yesterday. In case you live in a cave and have no access to any information whatsoever, a total eclipse occurs when the disk of the Sun is totally obscured by the Moon — and the sky darkens — in broad daylight.
They’re extremely rare and it’s estimated that they only recur, at any given place, once every 360 to 410 years, on average. So if you missed it yesterday, so sad too bad.
Who do you see when you look in the mirror? No, I’m not trying to be a smart ass; and it’s not a trick question. I’m being serious. Because it doesn’t necessarily mean it’s your own true self you’re staring at. In my experience, at one time or another, we’ve all created a persona we’ve sent out there into the world.
Sometimes it’s who, or what, others — like our parents or spouses or teachers — want us to be. How many young men and women have become doctors or lawyers or firefighters or teachers or have gotten married or had children in an effort to please their folks — only to end up miserable because they wanted to do something else with their lives?
Sometimes it’s us. We wish we were like a character we enjoyed in a book or a film. Or more like a friend or colleague. Someone we think is more interesting or more intelligent or more successful or more admired or more charming or more memorable. Someone who seems to have a more exciting, more fulfilling life. Someone who’s braver than we are. More daring. More adventurous. Naughtier. Funnier. More