Confessions of a Dreamer

Life is supposed to be a happy adventure, or so I've been told. We're supposed to take all the ups and downs with a smile on our face. Don't let the mask fall off. Don't let your guard down. Be the good you wish to see.
But what happens when it all becomes to much? Do we shatter? Do we just melt into a puddle? Or do we crack, a tiny bit at a time, until we split into a million different pieces, never falling apart, but never being seamless either?
Your thoughts May not wander in this direction, but they don't have to anyway, because this book is not about you.
This book is me.