I think I found a good place once.

How do you write about a horizon?
if writing is moving, then horizons are impossible.

are horizons like authenticity?

is self awareness a barrier
between me and you?

is self-awareness a barrier between me and... me?

I'm thankful for reflection, though not reflection.
If it wasn't for the mirrors in windows, would I ever see you?

when it's through reflection, I'm not distracted by
you seeing me.

It seems easier that way.