What is it that creates us? I guess I should better state that question.... What are the components that drive us to be the ideas of what we are? It is just that I can't understand this idea of being me... A self that is constructed of the parts around me would not be me right? This small touch of madness has lead to greater questions of self and that around us, but to little avail to good answers.... What if.... Well maybe not the questions to ask right now, but later they could be fun.... or dangerous....