Inktober 2: Existential Clues
My updated driver’s license arrived in the mail yesterday. It says a lot about who the State of Arizona thinks I am, and some of it is true.
Elsewhere in my wallet are various IDs and other clues as to the nature of my existence. There’s a 31 day full-fare bus pass, for instance. In a year I will be able to get one for half-fare, unless they change the rules.
I’ve put my drawing in a context that Sherlock Holmes would have some success in learning much more about me. But none of it, nor all the data an exhaustive FBI search would reveal, nor all the memories of everyone who ever knew me, nor my own increasingly spotty memory, is sufficient to describe who I am. And a good thing, for I am always straining to become someone else. Aren’t we all?
One with Clay, Image and Text 
No, let’s not strive to become someone else. Just be yourself, which you are. Your writing and artwork are unique.
Thank you, dear Marta. The Someone Else yearning does not mean to become a different person, rather to take on a task or a role that improves us. One example is in 1986 I was a bachelor and in 1990 I became a father. I was still myself, but I had also become part of a much larger universe, and was a more varied participant in what I call the Great Human Adventure.
Yes!