Reality and acting are so close in appearance that they tend to mirror each other. And that’s fine…Until reality gets a bit too close. Then, acting is dominant in the escape from the reality one was trying to avoid in the beginning. As writ by William Shakespeare, “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts” (As You Like It, Act II, Scene VII). I am just a pawn in my reality; a queen in my imaginary mind. What am I in your worlds? What are you?