9 September

Selfies fascinate me. Here's an old pic of me, when I had hair. Is the pic me, or is the word next to it me? I reckon the word is much more me than the pic. None of us live the me we see in a selfie, that's how other people perceive us. The me we live ourselves doesn't look at ourselves, it thinks and feels and perceives outwards. Why this fascinates me is that the selfie-world we live in seems to be increasingly swapping that 'interior' life for that exterior, social me. Why we seem so much more fragile, and less resilient.