420 on the hill this year. Used to roll up a q a day a long time ago. I don't smoke anymore. What's fascinating though is how dynamic, diverse and cultural the masses were, self-sectioned in to their own demographics after sharing a few tokes with random strangers. The common denominator among all of them is the self-identification as someone who smokes. The majority of those at this 420 friendly celebration adhere to the lifestyle to bring a sense of belonging, community, and contribution. Much to the same effect as people do with veganism, cross-fitting, or any other arbitrary lifestyle choice. When I used to smoke I self-identified as a skateboarder. Being a sponsored skateboarder gave me a sense of community, progression, and contribution. As the years went by I subjected myself to a vast array of experiences, people, and information. This journey permitted mastering the art of masking, moulding, and shifting different lifestyles, mindsets, and egos to the point where I no longer self-identified with anything. I've been ten thousand different people and lives rolled in to one. The more you self-identify, as a verb, the more you become who you choose to be and realize you are not what you identify with. Then it becomes about the Self with a capital S. The Other. The World. The Universe. You no longer believe the stories you tell yourself about you and forget nearly every moment in the past while venturing in today. So for the health-freaks, cross-fitters, vegans, accountants, investors, coaches, gurus, skateboarders, managers, nationalists, 420'ers and anyone else who arbitrarily takes on an image... You are living everyday new. Options are open. Possibility is potential. There is no box. You are who you say you are, be careful what you wish for.