Which is my authentic self?

The woman of the day? Calm, contemplative, reserved, tactful, who edits so as not to offend…

Or is it the goddess in the night? Restless, with a wild spirit, full of fanciful ideals, who’ll post an exposé of her moments of truth…

I find it so peculiar to hide in the bright light of day yet revel in the craziest notions, judgments, and actions when the shadows protect…

My appearance of normalcy.