Identity 

Identity is a funny thing. Many things add to or change it. Lots of it you’re born to or develops through the choices you make. Other times it’s an event.

I feel that April 1st has done something to my identity. The other night I was out with friends, meeting people I’d never met, but they seemed to know me. Often I see a look in someone’s face when they realise how they’ve heard of me. 

It’s not my choice or my actions but it has added something to me. 

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