• vvunfiltered 10w

    Who am I?

    Who am I? What defines me? What makes me uniquely different from someone else?

    Is it my habits? If I change them, do I become someone else?

    Is it my thoughts? If I control them, can I become someone else?

    Is it my mistakes? If I forget them, am I then someone else?

    Maybe it's everything above and more..

    What am I but the result of my journey. The journey filled with good and bad, joy and sadness, hope and despair. Every single moment of them made me who I am.

    A unique fingerprint of memories - ever changing, never replicated.

    Nothing would ever make me want to exchange even one day or moment of my journey - because then, only then do I become someone strange, foreign to me.

    I am each of those moments.. and I am all of them at once..