There’s an actor or actress in all of us, anxious to break loose.  The ironic part of the show we all put on for others at one point in our lives, is that a majority of us can’t stand to watch it alone.  I can only assume that most would like to be able to be themselves without some sort of harsh judgement, yet although we all have the need to be ourselves, we all continue to judge others.  I wonder if it’s just part of the natural order of things.