There’s a private voice and a public voice, things we say internally and keep caged out loud.
The former helps instill the external self, the latter influences our inner narrative.
Somewhere between the middle of our diary and how we act among people represents who we really are.
But there’s a third self that exists on the web.
We live an edited real life in the social media age through our avatars. Yet a curated identity can be an addictive substance, especially when the behavior is oblivious to our staring.
Life, like the weather, is something we can only try to control. At some point we’re forced to ride the wave chance has given us. Adaptability is key, per say.
We should develop our own time recorder, know it and understand it. Because the loveliest people are already at peace with themselves.