Maybe a young boy racing in and out of their presence. Or an old man examining his wrinkles. They might even see a dog every now and then, imagine that! I do think of them quite a bit. We used to gossip about the circular ones of our kind, how silly they looked without any corners. When my owner looks at my sharp edges and shiny surface, I can’t help feeling so much gratitude to her.
I am a busy object though, don’t get me wrong. I reflect 24/7, 365! Unlike the lazy alarm clock or reading light! I am there for my owner whenever she needs to inspect a pimple or pose in just the right way to confirm her outfit looks alright.
As many of you probably think, I don’t display that much. But that´s where you´re wrong. I see more insecurities, disappointments, gratification, and often, relief, than anyone else. I am not that friend my owner will tell how she is feeling, I am the owner. For a few minutes at least. As much as she tries to hide it, I show her everything. Like I said, I can only tell the truth and the truth only.