a short piece

Who are you?

A question that lingers in the mind. That rubs the surface and pets one's mind into a blurry vision until you fall asleep, locking away the answers with the keys lost in the ocean of ourselves.

Why is this three-word question so difficult to answer? It's a dilemma that stays with us from the moment we're born until old age. The query throws us off balance like an Attack from the Titans, a simple question that feels like a professionally planned rebellion. Perhaps it's because it triggers a part of us we'd rather not face, a side we've intentionally kept hidden. We know best.

On this journey of ours, let's remember that the journey is the destination. We are always arriving and, in arriving and learning, we find ourselves