The same surface

Yesterday i saw my reflection on shady abdelsalam's mirror, a red rope kept me away but yet it felt like i was so close, i gave my self the time and freedom to stand there and gaze at myself, and for a moment i got the feeling that it was no longer me looking at myself, it was someone else. the fact that i was looking at/ into/ through shady abdelsalam's mirror hit me, the fact that the same mirror reflecting my face now had reflected his too... at that very private split second moment his phantom met mine in that small mirror surrounded with the delicate beautiful frame!