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.
