A Theory of Identity

(22 October - 18 November 1992)) after William Ernest Henley

High school was an unpleasant dream I deliberately forgot, but now I keep remembering how I tried to dull the edge of the intensity of being. If you remember me from then, I’m sorry for my distant stares. Involuntary growth blinded me. But I think I’ve changed. Aren’t I happier? Less painfully introspective? Less awkward, less bitter, more tuned to understand my backwardness? Metamorphosis is my strength, but, inside, I’m still a shy boy less in control, in retrospect, than I’d like to think I am now.