All day yesterday my father, my mother and I were moving from one point to another –for my new chapter to start... Today I have all day moved things around, unpacking and setting up... to create the right context for my new chapter... It is all new and yet it seems so familiar... the context has changed but the content is the same... Still no job, still spending way too much time on Facebook and still something or someone is missing...
It is funny how we define ourselves... When presenting ourselves we tell our name, what we do for living and maybe how old we are, where we live and whether we’re in a relationship. Do we stick deeper then we may also tell where we have travelled, who our friends are, what music we like... And then maybe when we get closer with someone we tell them about our dreams...
Are these things really defining us?
If we suffered from amnesia...who would we then be? ...if we couldn’t tell any of these things because we didn’t remember.... Would we be nobody then? Does it matter what our name is, what we do for living and what music we like for determining who we are?
Would our dream still survive amnesia or could it change? I feel my dreams are a big part of me and who I am. But are they any different from any of the other points? If our dreams are not reflected in our actions and our behaviour –do they really matter then? And when they are reflected in our actions and behaviour –they are translated into something similar to the other points... they are then reflected in what we do for living, where we live, who our friends are etc... So I guess it is all part of who we are...
I have changed my context but my content is still the same... I hope my dream will be reflected in who I am. I hope my dream will be part of who I am.