Is that little flickery square in the corner of the screen the real me? Something has become clear. I need to face up to my face. I’ve taken precisely two selfies in my life, and have long shunned mirrors. My face is a thing that I wear on my head, for protection of health and projection of emotion, but for many years I’ve learned not to think too much about it for fear of drowning.

Source: Zoom meetings mean you have to face your own face