“I found myself standing at the bathroom sink…”
gazing at the mirror, at the old man
looking back at me.

It had to be asked, “How did you get here?”
There’s only two of us:
You live alone.
You eat alone.
You watch movies alone.
You sleep alone.

With a stern face I responded –
“That’s the wrong question.”
The correct one is:
“Where are you going?”