A phrase occurred to me nearly two months ago, in January, when I was undergoing an earth-shattering change. I thought to myself: I am the ghost of who I used to be.
I've been thinking about it since then, and it's led me to an idea for a project that I would like to pursue. I'd like to see if it gets me anywhere.
Dissection: I am a ghost. Who did I used to be?
The questions of who I was, and who I have become, are ones that have remained in my mind for ages. I have gone back to look at journal entries from years ago and these same issues have kept coming up. Each time I start dwelling on them, it seems as though it's weighing on me for the first time. Each time, I forget; and each time, I keep coming back to these fundamental questions of very personal, individual identity. Clearly they have not been resolved despite my periodic attempts.
I wonder if a part of this lack of resolution, lack of progress in looking within myself, is because of a fundamental lack of organization or strategy in my wondering toward (potential) answers. There has been no plan of attack and no definite path ahead of me. This realization, among other reasons, is drawing me toward some kind of semi-public and organized project that could let me pursue these questions to more satisfaction than I have in the past.
This is a project, then, that will involve gazing at myself - my inner and outer selves - and at my past, present, and future, in the hope of coming to better terms with who I am and what I want. I hope that it will let me pursue some more interesting and broader questions of existence along the way, because I don't think I can fill an entire series of writing with only myself. I'm easily distracted and I don't think these are issues that are limited to my identity alone.Labels: analysis, confusion, me-gazing, origins