"Everything is fine. Yeah?"

Every time someone asks me how I'm doing, he smiles. I answer, "Everything is fine. Everything is fine." And every time, at that moment, something inside him freezes. Because it's not true. The truth is that he's tired. He's lost. Sometimes he just wants to disappear for a day, so that no one can ask what happened. Sometimes he sits inside himself, in silence, in the spray of his feelings, pain, anger. With a phone in his hand and tells everyone that everything is fine. They don't see him. Everything is fine, he repeats. Because it's easier to lie than to explain that everything is falling apart, and words are not enough. People don't like to hear that you're on the edge. It's easier for them to believe that you're strong, that you can handle it. So he lies. Every day. So that they don't worry about him. So that they don't burden him. To hide how everything is torn apart inside. Or maybe he's just afraid that if someone finds out the truth, they'll turn away from him. So... "I'm fine." You'll believe me, right?

Chain

TEZOS

Network

Tezos

Contract

KT1Jmzm5BefFQdCcEKG2yxxRzyhqE9y5XfYY

Token ID

71