Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Define you

I am me. I surpass definition. I seek it then evade it, always moving ever changing. I am me. That means I am more than my name or position, more than a statistic, more than the result of any IQ or personality tests that come so free yet incomplete over the internet. But you can get the complete and more in depth view of who you are for the price of … we just need your credit card number.

I am me, I don’t know how else to put it. If I could be any other person except myself I would seek me out to get to know me better. But if I was in a different person’s body, who would be in mine? I sometimes day dream about the future me going back to this moment right now not to change my life or save the world or anything cheesy like that, I just would invite myself for coffee to get to know me. I imagine sometimes of going back to the past to talk to who I was around 5 years ago just to get to know who I was then and try to compare it to who I am now. Have I changed much? But then if a random stranger, no matter how she looks like me, corners me in a coffee shop, I don’t think I’d be forthcoming enough to get to know.

I can ask others. I do ask others. ‘Tell me who your friends are’ said the wise man, ‘And I’ll tell you who you are’. But it isn’t any easier. My friends are themselves. They’re human with their own characters and personalities and quirks. They are like me in a way but also distinctly different. We share and agree on a lot of stuff just as much as we are opposed entirely on some. We drink coffee or tea in coffee shops, heads in clouds of first or second hand smoke or in fogs of air conditioning while talking about life and the world and life. We like life, we have it in common.

Well, one of them asked me (randomly, might I add) to define myself. I have been asking myself this since I can remember. A teacher and friend of mine once asked me that too. She said that there are three essential questions we need to ask ourselves in life: who are you, why are you here, and … I forgot the third.

Your turn. Define you.

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