Will I be remembered, at all?
friends from long, long ago (The FES/RP gang: the Israeli, the Brazilian, the Ecuadorian, the Japanese, the Bolivian, the Russian, the Kenyan, the Chinese, the Irish-Italian, the French-American, etc.) -- how do they remember me?
the people I call my friends now -- how do they see me and how will they remember me? Will they remember me? By what? How will they characterize and categorize me?
the people I wanted to be friends with but never got around to, or the people whom I brushed past very briefly -- What did they see in me? Did they intentionally choose not to get to know me or did they just not have enough time?
the people I will meet -- what dimension of me will they get to know? what dimension of myself will I need to hone and 'sell'?
In the depth of all this musing there are two fundamental questions: about the duration or depth of human relationships and the unending question looking for my SELF... Who am I? What kind of a person am I? Is there a disparity between how I see myself and how others see me? How big is the gap and where/why does it happen?
Wow this post makes me look like a paranoid, neurotic, narcissist.
Maybe that's how people will remember me. (Hope not.......)
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