Should I be proud of were I come from, when the reason I was born there is nothing more than coincidence? I am proud of who I am, and the things I’ve done, but aren’t they also a consequence of randomness, influenced entirely by our experiences with our environment, and the people we encounter? In a way, these people are more responsible of what you end up becoming, and viceversa. So we should think about how we touch every one around us, and how they touch us. I’m not the same person now that I was a few months ago, and I can see that. But there hasn’t been a specific moment of realization, that I could reflect back to and say “I am who I am now because of that”, and I think almost nobody really experience something like that. And still, we try to build walls to keep ourselves from mixing to much with others. We don’t trust other people, we don’t want them to change us, so we create a pose, and hope that it remains unchanged, while the person behind it is transforming everyday. We like to see our old friends in Facebook, and think that we’re still the same as when we were with them. But the truth is, changing is an essential part of our lives, and that is the only thing that’s not going to change.