before after

just plotting down a thought:

every person, every situation, every present perception.
feels as if its being sheltered simply by an ultra-thin layer of plastic.

occasionally you shield it flawlessly the plastic layer is well intact.

at times too, you slip or become complacent, lax.
and the mega-vulnerable layer shatters, and you too, fall.

often times again, you believe you are continuously doing an excellent guarding-and-preserving job;
unfortunately you have allowed the colourless, invisible, precious plastic layer to go - destroyed, or drifted away, unconsciously.