Who am I?

Many of you might remember the scene in the movie, "Anger Management" where he is sitting in a group counseling session and they ask him the question, "Who are you?" He speaks up rapidly and answers with his job title. They then respond with, "No, that is what you do, who are you?" He tries listing off other things that would normally describe him, and has yet again received the response of, "No, who are you?" He becomes more and more frustrated as the scene progresses. I understand that this scene is meant to be funny, annoying, and shows his irritation in the matter, however the only thing I can take away from the scene is, Who am I?

I can look at this question and become completely blank. Who am I? I repeatedly sit and ask myself this question over and over again.

I could not describe to you in 100 words or less, let alone a novel, about who I am. I could not tell you about my many great qualities or my many various flaws that accompany them. I am neither a good human nor a bad person. I am neither exceptionally happy or predominantly sad. Nothing fits, so I'll ask again, who am I?

Well I'll start off slow.

I'm a dreamer. I dream of jobs I could have, places I could live. I want to travel, I want to live, I want to try, and I want to do.

I am jealous. I am jealous of the friends I could have. I am jealous of others.

I am spastic. I never know what I want, and I never know how to obtain it.

I am random.
I am deep.
I am happy.
I am an intellectual.
I am a writer.
I am an artist.
I am lazy.
I am hygienic.
I am a chocolate-lover.
I am an explorer.

The list could go on forever. The bottom line is, you can't sum up into words the type of human you are. We're impossible. We are all full of surprises, full of talents we aren't aware of, and full of actions we thought we'd never do. We're not programmed to do certain things and we're never pinpointed exactly.

Who am I? I'm Katie.