“Sometimes I’d spend days trying to figure out what my life meant, or what meaning it gave. Hours lost in trances, simply wondering at the infinite possibilities that I could become, or create, or influence. Precious minutes I would stare at my reflection, only to feel lost and confused in the end. It’s been years since I asked myself who I was. Years since I questioned my emotions and actions and thoughts, all since I realized how ironic it was to be asking the person who most in the world didn’t know.