That time I hung a mirror and saw myself all wrong
I was putting up a new mirror in the hallway last week. Measured everything, used a level, thought it was perfect. But the old plaster wall had a hidden dip, so the mirror ended up tilted. When I stepped back, my reflection was all warped and silly looking. It hit me that we often try so hard to make things straight, but life has its own bumps. Now I smile every time I pass it, remembering not to sweat the small stuff. A crooked mirror taught me more about going with the flow than any book could.