Sometimes at night, when I can't sleep, I close my eyes and try to find out who I am.

In the dark it's not so wrong to be so self-centered. No one needs for me to do something else that would claim my time better spent.

I remember being twenty and I wonder what the difference is between then and now. Shutting out the physical, the obvious that any mirror mine or someone else's can reveal. But in here, where it's dark and no one else can be here with me, can tell me: who am I?