Is this as good as it gets?

Masquerade, by Arbe 

Ever since I can remember, I’ve never liked the “Game”, the “Act, the “Rules” that we are all supposed to tacitly know and dutifully follow.  

The omnipresent awareness of the banal, so as not to seem different consumes most of ones energy, leaving little for themselves and those they want to love.

I allowed myself to learn the rules and play the game though, because I was motivated, ambitious, and driven in the secondary or even tertiary self-help sorta way.

I think most of what is funny in life, is catching ourselves in the act of playing the game and realizing how silly we look, though after the laughs have stopped we step right back into the role we’ve been cast for.

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