Identity

I love to think I am the person I construct in my mind each and every day of my life, defining and redefining myself, moving forward and going back, closing some doors and opening others, a never-ending project, an open ended story…
“He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.”
Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Love in the Time of Cholera.
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