Identity?

Who am i? Who i am changes everyday. Changes all the time. Am i the same person now as i was when i wrote "Who am i?" If not, then why not? It was a completely different time. What makes that time different to the moment in time last year or the moment in time when i was born or even the moment in time in which life existed. Has there been a "forever"?

It just happening today that all these questions are popping into my head! All over it, one at a time, 10 at a time, and its tiring me out. So i have actually slept alot to.

It's these questions that have no known answers. And thinking about them only gives you more questions, so in theory its a really huge waste of thinking time!

I was once told i think too much. I suppose that's the point of having a blog for me. I think too much (if thats even possible - oh God here i go again!!) and no one can be bothered to listen. I don't even think this gets read. But its here, at least being here it has its space. If i ever forgot how to think i could come here and see partially into the insanities of my brain.

I have also sometimes wondered whether i am insane. I know i'm crazy but mentally subnormal? The thing that leads me to sometimes feel different, excluded. Who i am means i ponder over my fitting into society. But for all i know, everyone thinks too much, everyone could act the exactly the same.

Here is my blog. My blog of my head.