Open Thread: Who Am I?

Allowing ourselves to introduce ourselves

I really shouldn’t be, but I’m often surprised by what I see in the mirror.

Who is this older man, staring back, eyes as deep as mine? He looks like me, clearly. But somehow different from the impression I hold inside my mind. He’s older, for a start: as if an unkind CGI artist has reversed the Marvel de-ageing technology and deployed it to devastating …