Shakespeare prefaced one of his famous soliloquies “Each man in his time plays many parts.” The longer we play a certain role, the more the actor and the character he plays begin to merge. Over time, if we have played a role long enough we come to identify ourselves so much with the role that we cease to think of it as a role at all, but as representative of who we actually are. Despite this, our own personality continues to exist, however thoroughly sublimated. The greater the disparity between our personality and the role we assume, the harder it is to play the part continuously. In addition to this, at any one time we are playing not just one, but any number of roles – one for work, another with friends, another with our children, still another with our wife, yet another with our lover, etc. This conflux of personae multiplies the stress in our lives. For most of us, our lives end up resembling a pantomime, in which the persona is going through the motions, but not really present. As if in a kind of sleepwalk, the character is still on stage, but the actor has left the theatre long ago.