In my opinion, I’m convinced much of the world is ASLEEP. If I were to make an outrageously bold and unsupported assumption, I would imply 80-90% of people qualify as sleepy, desensitized purveyors of life on OFFENSE.
I used to be one of them.
Every morning, despite the iPhone harp alerting my eyes open, they were half-way open at best.
I would begin by preparing my mask for the day, whipping the outer shell of me into a presentable corporate woman whose wardrobe was dictated by policy, and numb to the idea that my painted on face may or may not be in the line of fire for harsh criticism by the bully ‘in charge’.