I don’t know who I am.

I love to write. I love films. I love the feeling when you make eye contact with someone and instead of them looking away they smile at you and then you both have a moment of laughter just between you both. I love lighting candles and incense and the smell of a freshly blown out match. I love the taste of warm pecan pie with vanilla ice cream on top. I love the Twilight movies. I love big cities. I love old TV shows. I love museums of all sorts and spending hours exploring galleries and artifacts. I love discussing politics. I love philosophy. I love challenging god. I love conversation about religion or the lack of it. I love dimly lit rooms. I love the smell of old Catholic churches. I love participating in class and asking questions. I love theater and watching people perform. I love cats. I love arts and crafts. I love learning about the planets. I love romance. I don’t like misogyny. I don’t like arrogance. I don't like when people talk over me. I don’t like swimming pools or waterparks. I don’t like mustard. I don’t like the sound of ambulances. I don’t like corners. I don’t like watching football. I don’t like the tools they use at the dentist. I don’t like shopping for long periods of time. I don’t like things made out of mesh. I don’t like the mild salsa at Chipotle. I don’t like American flags. I don’t like creamy mac and cheese. I don’t like forced interactions. I don't like breathing around cigarette smokers.

I know my likes and dislikes. But isn’t there more to me than that? I just hope that I’m someone who makes people feel good and comfortable. The best thing that I ever learned was that we are dynamic beings. We weren’t meant to fill personality quotas. We can be whoever we choose to be at any point in time. Having this much flexibility to create my own persona is both freeing and overwhelming. I can’t tell you who I am like I can’t tell you how many stars are in the sky. No person has the capacity to comprehend who I am in full, and I can’t do that for anyone either. The parts of me that will always remain silent and private are just as much a part of me as the things you can see and observe. So, maybe I can’t tell you who I am in full. But I can tell you which parts of me reflect the brightness in you.