Reading: Crossing Cultures
I stare at myself in the mirror and practice a fake smile that could last all day. Everyone seems impressed with how I've changed and became a happy person with whom I'm not familiar. Was my happiness news distorted by those who wanted to close the chapter of my misery .. or was it what I've always denied its existence.
I come back home and everything goes back to normal, and that smile awaits me tomorrow to be drawn on my face.
Thank you yarni. You inspired me.