on.: living a storied life

A few years ago, I was looking back on my life. And there was a problem: I couldn't see how it all fit together.

It left me with a lot of questions. And, honestly, it scared me.

If somebody asked me who I really was, would I know how to respond?

What did I value and why?

How did my childhood shape my hopes and fears? What was I still afraid of, inspired by, curious about?

Why did I find it so difficult to see the throughline?

Was there even a throughline?

I felt like I was missing something. ...