Who am I?
You’ll forgive me if I am unable to answer that yet.
I’ve been exploring the question in my writing. I went into my recent drafting thinking that I had the answer, but as often happens, I discovered through the process itself that I didn’t really know. It is wonderful that the writing can be the path to discovering the knowing. Such can be the power of writing. But it makes it hard sometimes to figure out how to put together something that feels like, you know, an actual piece.