I am me, but pretending to be like everyone else just to fit in.
I am richer than ever before, have access to much more information. Yet, I'm also unhappier than others, regardless of making more money and having more luxury. I work hard every day, I try to do good for other people, and it seems like its not enough.

Luckily, there are also people out there who likes me for who I am. With them, I allow myself for a moment to take off the costume and be vulnerable.

Today it's just laundry day. Tomorrow, I go back to pretend.