Reflections in the tank

Ever stand for a moment as you raise up the lid, contemplating the reflection of your face you see there. Is it your destiny? Is it where you can find yourself whenever you lose yourself? Is it really you looking back? Do you hate the face you see? Do you ever smile? Is it old? Do you anticipate the distortion peeing standing up will do to that view? Is it a pleasant anticipation? When your face disappears in the yellow swirl, do you lean forward slightly, as if pulled into it?

You pee sitting down?

Never mind!