Today’s Scribbling: Ten Simple Pieces, Part Five – The Old Boss

Today, we deal with the woman who handed out the job that clearly must have gone so wrong. If you don’t even know who you are anymore, how do you know that you’re even you? If you put on a mask to deal with the world, and never take it off, is there even anything behind the mask any more?

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