Sometimes I feel like I’m keeping a few too many faces in the jar by the door. I’ve got my “real” life, with my travel agent face, my commute face, my family face, and my church face (except I don’t mutter “goddamn it, I’ve got too much stuff to do” under my breath while actually in church). They all look pretty much the same; generally, squinched up in a grimace, laughing like a loony, or mugging like an asshat. Then there’s my “virtual” life – way too many faces over the years, mostly laughing and having a good time, occasionally irked but “smiling from the wrists down.”
I sometimes joke at work that I’m wearing a lot of hats, and sometimes they don’t stack up very well. Maybe I should think about whether the hats go with the faces or not. Hmm.
