I do it all the time. I oscillate between who I am and who I want to be. I masquerade without a mask – two-stepping out of my comfort zone into unchartered territory. And I dabble so with a vengeance. It’s only temporary – fear always catapults me back to who I truly am but for a brief moment, I am vivacious.
And I live for that. I love for that. I lie for that. I long for that.