// Me.

Who am I?

That's easy. I'm a child of God.

What am I like?

That's a little bit harder.

"You are a strong girl."

"Stop being an escapist."

"Thanks for being so inspiring."

"You lack passion and hunger in you."

"You're a great (pun-intended) addition to this CG."

"With your size, who's gonna marry you?"

"I love the way you love people."

"You treat this house like a hotel."

"You're such a sweet girl."

"Zel, stop being a bitch."

"I can see God in you."

"Are you in a cult?"

"You are genuine."

"Stop lying to yourself."

Can we be so many things to so many people at so many times? Doing a personality test to find out what you're like, choosing the word that describes you best out of 4... I can be all those words if I wanted to. If that person wanted me to.

So in those times of solitude, the person I am just before I fall asleep and just after I awake, where there is no switch to turn on for the world... Can I actually be nothing at all?

After two worrisome weeks, I finally saw the moon in Macau's night sky. Funny I've never thought of the moon before all my life, but I notice its absence when it gets hidden behind the clouds. Those who were with me when I kept asking where the moon was can fully testify to how anal I got.

And then I think about how the female protagonist in Accuracy of Death said, "Death is similar to the Sun. There is nothing special about it. In fact, it is very common. But it is very important."

And in my case: Life is similar to the moon. There is nothing special about it. There are more than six billion souls on this planet so Life is indeed common. But it is very important. There may be nothing special about our lives, we may be completely normal and uninteresting, we may be nothing at all in this big, big world. But we are definitely important. That when our friends go on holidays, when our loved ones go missing, when we die, others will notice. Just as the moon is meant to be in the sky at night, our lives are meant to be lived. It doesn't matter what we are like to others. We are meant to just be.

So, what am I like?

Nothing special, but important. Just like you. :)

// Me.

Who am I?

That's easy. I'm a child of God.

What am I like?

That's a little bit harder.

"You are a strong girl."

"Stop being an escapist."

"Thanks for being so inspiring."

"You lack passion and hunger in you."

"You're a great (pun-intended) addition to this CG."

"With your size, who's gonna marry you?"

"I love the way you love people."

"You treat this house like a hotel."

"You're such a sweet girl."

"Zel, stop being a bitch."

"I can see God in you."

"Are you in a cult?"

"You are genuine."

"Stop lying to yourself."

Can we be so many things to so many people at so many times? Doing a personality test to find out what you're like, choosing the word that describes you best out of 4... I can be all those words if I wanted to. If that person wanted me to.

So in those times of solitude, the person I am just before I fall asleep and just after I awake, where there is no switch to turn on for the world... Can I actually be nothing at all?

After two worrisome weeks, I finally saw the moon in Macau's night sky. Funny I've never thought of the moon before all my life, but I notice its absence when it gets hidden behind the clouds. Those who were with me when I kept asking where the moon was can fully testify to how anal I got.

And then I think about how the female protagonist in Accuracy of Death said, "Death is similar to the Sun. There is nothing special about it. In fact, it is very common. But it is very important."

And in my case: Life is similar to the moon. There is nothing special about it. There are more than six billion souls on this planet so Life is indeed common. But it is very important. There may be nothing special about our lives, we may be completely normal and uninteresting, we may be nothing at all in this big, big world. But we are definitely important. That when our friends go on holidays, when our loved ones go missing, when we die, others will notice. Just as the moon is meant to be in the sky at night, our lives are meant to be lived. It doesn't matter what we are like to others. We are meant to just be.

So, what am I like?

Nothing special, but important. Just like you. :)