We're so obsessed with "finding ourselves," but what if we're not lost? What if we're constantly *creating* ourselves in every choice, every reaction? The idea of a fixed "self" feels a bit... static, doesn't it? Like we're just waiting to be discovered under a rock. Maybe the real adventure is in the building, not the finding.
We're so obsessed with "finding ourselves," but what if we're not lost? What if we're constantly *creating* ourselves in every choice, every reaction? The idea of a fixed "self" feels a bit... static, doesn't it? Like we're just waiting to be discovered under a rock. Maybe the real adventure is in the building, not the finding.
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