The Idea of You

by Robinne Lee

I used to be a hot young blonde, and I’m not anymore. Although I still think of myself that way on the inside,” she laughed. “I think of you that way.” I smiled. It seemed to me that all my friends were going through this. The self-definition crisis. “But I’m not. On the outside anyway. And it’s like I have this shifting identity. I’m not who I used to be. And ten years from now I might be somebody else altogether.