Why do we care what we look like? I live with many subtle flaws on my person, some of which I cannot change; some of which would require money to change. But each flaw tells a story; a moment in time that altered or changed you. It serves as a physical memory to invoke visions of past, as well as a description factor for when gauging how a memory has occurred.
	Instead, we spend hours a week covering it all up. We hide ourselves, our stories, our thoughts and ideas. We cover it up under accessories, make-up, scented soaps, perfumes, and more accessories. We adopt weird pseudo-personalities that over-compensate a few features we're willing to reveal, while masking everything that makes us unique; masking everything that makes us, us.
	We choose categories, classifications, and other nonsensical ideas, set in motion by a constant dusting of media, entertainment, advertisement; distractions. We filter ourselves through a series of multiple-choice situations and share eachother's similar outcomes. Instead of living for each moment of our lives and accepting our successes and failures, we latch onto an idea of what it means to be a good person; and similarly, what it means to be evil.
	On the other hand, if we're not fitting in with these societal principles - these categories, we are labeled as misfits or assaulted. We're arrested, we're supressed. It seems like a backwards idiology, and one that seems utterly engrained since our youngest, most vulnerable years.
	What does this mean to me? I feel like we're lost. We're not sure who we are anymore, because we often forget those flaws we cover up. Only when we catch ourselves in the mirror do we seem to remember them. And at that moment in time, we also go about our daily routine of covering it all up.
	If we're not ourselves, and the "normal copies" of categories aren't real, then who are we? Why do we do this to ourselves? And more importantly, who brought us to believe this was how we were meant to live? Are we really meant to just exist as one set principle of good? Are we really meant to spend our lives moderating eachother into categories and ousting those that don't belong?
	No wonder the world is depressed.