Is it normal to love your eyes too much?

So you walk into the bathroom, there's that thought of pissing which is why the hell you came in to for the first place! So you go to the toilet, and you look at the waterhole (the waterhole?) and you sit down and do your thing then get up and flush the waterhole (so its a waterhole now..) then just as you're about to leave, you can't help but to look at the mirror. You can't stand it. You have to tilt your head and look at that damn mirror! so you notice yourself and suddenly feel a bit of a narcist of how great you look so you wanna see the details up close. so you get closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and (ouch!) not that close! but close enough to see yourself in detail and then those eyes of yours come into view, oh what eyes! you stare at them and then just get lost in staring at the color and texture and suddenly you become an art geek analyzing the texture and awesomness of your own eyes that time just flies by and then you shake the moment off and finally ....

you walk away