All of our free writes have been about ourselves and expressing ourselves. I find it almost impossible to describe myself and my feelings accurately, but I think maybe If I draw it out detective style I’ll be able to discover a definition of who I am. So I figure I have two main versions of myself. One is me at home with my family. With them I’m dependent, I’m a son, a brother and I’m the youngest. I rely on them to teach me and guide me through life and so I act differently there then when I’m out in the wild. This would be the second version of me. It’s the land of independence, consisting of here in Baruch or throughout the city with friends or essentially anywhere that’s not home. Here I need to watch out for myself, and provide food and entertainment all on my own. So maybe if I compare these two versions of myself, I can find a connection between them and realize who I truly am. But nothing obvious really jumps out at me. This ain’t no Clark Kent takes his glasses off and he’s superman connection, no this secret must be more hidden in the dark. I suppose now I have to find some out of the way, extraneous, connection to tie this all together. Perhaps by looking deep within myself the real me will appear from the darkness and confusion. All of this thinking has led me to only one logical conclusion.
I’m Batman!
