Identity

We wander through life gathering things to fill us up, to define us.
I measure myself by the job I do, by the entertainment I consume, by the clothes I choose each morning, by my favorite music. This is how I create my identity; this is how I explain myself to others.

I can't help but wish I was defined instead by something that came from inside - something that I brought to the world instead of taking from it. I wish that the inherent emptiness could be filled from within and not from outside. I wish I had that strength.