Halloween parties are all about the grotesque, vulgar and scary. Joking about our fears and being outrageous and festive about the nature of life, death and the in between. Reputation can graft itself on your skin. Where snakes shed, humans only mould. I don't even need to open my mouth and someone has said a million words about me. I used to find it irritating but now I am quite gracious about it. Life is good and even if my reputation has a more interesting, more dramatic, more dangerous and alienating flavour than me, it's nice people spend the time creating this new costume for me. Life is like a masquerade ball, and let's keep it that way. Where would fun be without it?
