Lately I am struggling between my past self and my future self. My past self wants me to continue on the road she has taken and plough on.
My future self says she is tired of waiting her turn. She is different from the past one, radically different, and she wonders if she waits longer, she may never get a opportunity to exist.
And I, the present one, am torn between the two. I am not at peace. I am impatient with both of them. For my past one for holding on to me, and making me her commitment device, and for the future one for despairing.
I think my future self will win. Not time for her yet - but will soon be.