Philosopher Paul Ricoeur wrote that the self is made through story. Not a fixed thing, but an unfolding—stitched together by time, memory, retelling. When you stop telling the story, the self begins to fade.

We spend our lives trying to discern where we end and the rest of the world begins. We snatch our freeze-frame of life from the simultaneity of existence holding on to the illusions of permanence, congruence, and linearity; of static selves and lives that unfold in sensical narratives. All the while, we mistake chance for choice, our labels and... See more