These days I keep discovering that I've outgrown many things that used to matter a lot to me a short while ago. This is startling, and also frightening. I am not sure who this person is whom I'm growing into, and I wonder how much of the old me is left. In quiet moments when I try to take stock of who I am, I find myself baffled: the familiar things I've clung to and solidly planted as pillars of my personality have somehow crumbled away. What is left is a blank space, and me. I feel as if I ought to do something with that blank space, but honestly I am at a complete loss. What should I build up this time? How long will it last?