I looked in my rearview mirror. Ten years later, bloated from overindulgence the night before, unkempt, and out of shape due to an injury.
First thought: Yikes! She recognized me--did I look this bad back then? It would have been better if she didn't know me.
Second thought: Hey! She recognized me! I must still bear some resemblance to that 10-years-younger, kempt, reasonalby-in-shape person. Great!
Third thought: Perspective makes a difference. It was worth thinking this through.
I vote for thought number two!
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