“I was not like her and I was not like him. I was like me. But what was that? It was like being given a tiny corner of a map and being told: That is where you are going. No page number, no reference to an major city or country, no name of street or road. This is where you are going.

And I did not know that place would be here. And I did not know so many things would be missing from me. Old things, new things, things I never had, thing I and and watched disappear.”