I wonder who I am. A lot of the time I wonder who I am. I stare in the mirror a lot of the time. I stare into my eyes and at my nose and I flex my muscles and suck in my cheeks and wonder who I am. I turn my face to the left and right and try with stretched eyes, using every part of my peripheral vision, until my eyes ach with strain. I try and view my profile, I suck in my cheeks and lift my chin. I don’t like my profile, I don’t recognise myself, and I wonder who that strange person is. I suppose nobody looks at my profile as being odd, it’s just how I look to them, how I always have. They probably see me more by profile than anything else, I’m not an eyeballer. I stand naked in the mirror and look at the part where my buttocks meet my legs, the sudden steep curve and wonder if my legs are too skinny.