In a room filled with people, supposedly conversing socially and having fun, I have lost my mask. I don't know who I am supposed to be, I don't know who they are seeing, I am kind of lost. There is a mask below my feet right here, dropped nonchalantly on the floor. Should I bend down and pick it up and make it my own? Or should I just leave it there, and let it look at me and the rest of the party down from people's shoes? *The persona, for Swiss psychiatrist Carl Jung, was the social face the individual presented to the world—"a kind of mask, designed on the one hand to make a definite impression upon others, and on the other to conceal the true nature of the individual."