Who are you?
Some moments come as often as the taxman. Moments where you ask yourself who am I really. Getting to the bottom of it is as tough as getting into an Ivy League school or claiming your insurance or room deposit (Yes, Landlord I still remember you). Why is it so difficult?
It’s like every time you think you got you figured out the goal post moves. You change. I have been switching roles faster than the animated character The Mask. From Barber to Graphic Designer to Kindergarten teacher and now Engineer/ Writer (we still working on the details for the last one). It’s easy to feel like you drifting or lost when you have worn so many hats.
After a detrimental amount of introspection, it hit me. We are always learning, growing, and experiencing the world. So naturally, the idea of who we are evolves. Over time we like different things and find out we dislike things we had liked. We keep moving to something that suits us better at that time.
We want to be something static and fixed like a table, it is always gonna be a table till you take away one leg, then you have an interesting stool but now I am starting to ramble. You are constantly changing and growing, so rather than look at yourself as a single fixed identity see yourself as a work in progress.
When you see yourself as a work in progress you are no longer tied down to some promise you made to marry that girl in 9th grade (not me). Or being a pilot cause you told everyone including the village goat you would one day be one even when that dream died a long time ago. You are human, and you are constantly making changes to your formula.
Knowing that you are a work in progress means there’s always room for improvement and mistakes are part of it. It allows your opinion to be a little less dogmatic cause news flash, you can change your mind cause of that newfound knowledge. And just when you think you got you, you may surprise yourself.
So when those quiet times come by and you asking who am I. I think it is better to ask who am I now instead.
