I let it out a little. Leaked some. I was myself just for a few minutes with some office staff that I almost don’t hate, and lines were crossed. Things were said. There is no going back. They know I’m not who I pretend to be. They know I curse like a sailor, in general think men are walking hard penises and I don’t vote. I’ll return tomorrow with my normal face on, in hopes they have had enough personal crisis to forget my abnormal self.