Julie? Josie? John?

Jessica.

J is for Jessica.

Who the shit is Jessica?

Who am i?

I often feel this question would be better answered by someone else for i, Jessica, don't have the foggiest idea. But apparently the age old question of 'who am i?' is something that can only be answered by one person. The person who's asking it.

I'm not so sure i quite understand how it is that people answer this for themselves. People who are so sure of themselves, of the sort of person they are, so sure of what they want and how they go about things. The way they speak, write, handle themselves and their emotions. The way they dress and with whom and how they socialise and interact with the world. Each of these little things defines who we are, but so many of these change (obviously topic of the week) and are influenced by others and little things that we don't even realise we're taking note of, so how is it that we can ever truly know who we are?

I wonder if there's a little moment that it just sort of clicks?