There is more to you than meet the eye I said staring into the reflection in the mirror. The other me wore a suite, and a tie and had gel in his hair, a weird looking fellow. He didn’t look drunk but still had a happy and content look about him, even though it was the last day of the year. Me on the other hand had been drinking all day, with bottles stashed away in secret locations all around the house I was able to top up throughout the day without having to open the official drinking cupboard which was closely monitored by the elders. My happy self with the cheerful exterior was in no way giving away any signs of what was really going on inside, I so hate New Year.