Do you know what it’s like to sit among people and see too much?
To feel every tension hanging in the air, to catch the slightest tremble in someone’s voice, glances that escape for a fraction of a second, smiles that never reach the eyes, hands revealing more than words ever could. Hundreds of details crashing into you all at once like rain no one else even seems to notice.
And the strangest part is that they truly believe they’re hiding it all. That they control their own performance. While the curtain has long since fallen, the masks crack one after another, and the play goes on — absurd, beautiful, and tragic at the same time.
And then you realize you are the only audience in a theater full of actors who don’t even know they’re performing.








