I’ve learnt a lot about myself this past year. Some shocking developments, some not so, yet they’ve changed my being all the same. I always thought of myself as fiercely independent, but what I came to discover is that I wasn’t yet an individual. The individual I am now and that I will continue to grow in to. I think we all have eccentricities, some of us pick up diagnoses along the way, some of us simply learn to accept our uniqueness for what it is. In the greater scheme of things I’ve learnt that despite the woes, I’m nothing more than a fraction in time, in a universe too vast to map. My insecurities and self indulgent behaviour wash away in that reality. My statistics no longer important as I realise this life of mine will be gone in a universal second. Will I leave a legacy? I doubt it. Though I suspect the small generosities I manage whilst here will have impact on my future and those around me.