I subscribe to different versions of myself,

To the girl who laughs, reads a book, drinks coffee, listens to music, dances in shorts.

I subscribe to all of them,

To the moments when I feel less than I wish to,

When I set my phone on airplane mode and shut out the world and curl up in my duvet and sleep,

To the nights when I watch endless episodes of Korean Drama,

To the nights when I listen to Bach and write…or Mozart and weep.

I subscribe to different versions of myself,

Because, like the seasons that grace the heavens and the earth, these too shall pass and these too are beautiful.