looking at me, you don’t just get what you see. there’s one of me, but six of them. them. the others. like the days of the week. each day one takes over, pushing aside the others, fighting to make the rules for the day, call the shots, cause havoc and spark raucous at every opportunity. i prevaricate…letting you know just what you need know for the time…clearly i seem different from day to day. but, for me, i prefer it this way. i think it’s just quite fine.
photo courtesy of I LOVE FAKE magazine.