What does it mean to be a person with substance, with colour, with humanity. Ultimately with a self-given purpose. What does it mean to be the person you are? How does who you were change how you see yourself and the world swirling around you. How does loving and growing impact everything you are? You were once a child, once so small you could squeeze into the dryer. You still wish you could. You still wish you could be that little person again. How does our upbringing impact the person we are today? How does what was created us lead to what has made us. Why does it matter as much as it does?
