What mask will you wear today?

You wake up in the morning and realize that it is Monday morning. You go to the mirror and see your reflection. It is your reflection, but the mirror is showing something in between the real you and the reflected you. You realize that through the week you had been someone else. You feel the tiring lines starting from your cheekbones to your eyes. Your eyes try to say something. But the transparent mute ink streaming down is unable to put down a comprehensible word. You splash water on your face. You feel something getting washed away. You scrub your face a little harder. Just then, you feel the buzz of your phone. You take one last look at the reflection - partly your face and partly a face that you fail to recognize. You go and pick up your phone. And then you decide which mask to put on for the days to come by.