I’m still mostly incapable of being able to conjure up a mental image of what I look like. If I try to picture in my mind an image of my own face, I pretty much can’t do it. I’m fascinated with pictures of me because they show me something that, despite actually being, I cannot see within my mind. The closest I can ever come in my mind is to picture a concept I connect with myself, if that makes sense to anyone else but me.
And this is the closest thing to that concept that I’ve yet come up with.
