We are self defined
So slowly
As we physically grow
That our mind
Thinks that there is organic stability
And systematic process
To who we are.

A cause
Perhaps a choice
A timeline
An outcome

But that’s just the small stuff
Increments small enough
growth seems organic.

Often, who we are
Jumps from one track  to another
No warning
No process

And sometimes it’s huge

We are no longer who we were