I wonder what it is that makes me who I am. 
Is it my body that matters? 
Or the collection of experiences that I've had in my life? 
Would I continue to me myself if I lost a limb? 
or if I forgot everything in my past? 
Every day I am alive, I am changing. 
My body ages, cells die and more are created. 
I forget things and learn things. 
My opinions change. 
Yet, I consider myself to be the same person. 
Am I? Am I the same person? 
Is sharing a connection with my previous self enough?
 
                                                     
                                                 
                                        

 
				         
		            	