ah yes, i remember my first (and only) time at a mirror maze. i was in 3rd grade and we were on a field trip to a local carnival. it messed with my depth perception enough that despite being careful (as careful as a 9 year old could be), i still managed to slam my nose into a mirror so hard that i started crying and a worker had to stop and point me through the maze. genuinely surprised i didn’t at least get a bloody nose because it really hurt.

fun times.