I have to admit this story still has lots of blind spots for me, maybe due to the fact that I’m the lead character. My assignment was to do a work on the subject of self-identification. I started working on it by asking myself questions: “Who am I?”, “What am I like?”. The first attempts to answer them honestly failed. I felt that the truth was somewhere close, but slipping. The answer, which had been true the day before, required clarifying or sounded differently. Apparently, to me there is no definite answer for these questions at all. Or I don’t want to know them, evading the certainty subconsciously.
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