Lately I've been wondering who I am.
Am I this person in the mirror?
Am I this collection of photographs and notes from my past?
Am I this list of likes and dislikes, favorite movies, bands and books?
And no matter who I think I am, here in my head ever single person that I know has a different notion of me. Whether it be friend, lover, sister daughter or enemy.
It is daunting to think that there is no collective knowledge of who I am, besides my outward appearance.
Think about it sometime.
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