The Third Skin

They are also called “your own four walls”, the ones between which you disappear, like behind the falling curtain after the show, where no gaze can follow you and where no storm can sweep you away. You close the door, you take off your masks and costumes and let yourself go, you love and scream and play and cry. No one will hear you here, no one will ever disturb you, you are alone in your own four walls, your third skin.