Do I know you?

It's funny when something comes along that makes you wonder about how well you really know yourself. I know I talked about that some in my last entry, but it's odd... it's like, you come across something, and you realize that either A) it's changed you completely, or B) you've been this way all along without expressing it. I'm leaning towards B. I like to think nothing small fundamentally changes who I am as a person. But hell, you never know.