"Who are you?" asked the Caterpillar.
This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation.
Alice replied, rather shyly,

'I — I hardly know, sir, just at present —

at least I know who I was when I got up this morning,

but I think I must have been changed several times since then.'

'What do you mean by that?' said the Caterpillar sternly.

'Explain yourself!'

'I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir' said Alice,

'because I'm not myself, you see.'

'I don't see,' said the Caterpillar.

'I'm afraid I can't put it more clearly,' Alice replied very politely,

'for I can't understand it myself to begin with;

and being so many different sizes in a day is very confusing.'

- Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

I have come to the realization that I can't explain who I am if I don't know who I am. So this is the beginning of the story. Soon I will be 39 and I will spend the last year of my third decade exploring and focusing on who and what I am. Here are some key things that I am going to be doing/changing/focusing on:

Shannon Heather