I don't remember being evolved from primates, I don't remember if from where I belong was seas before the land. Maybe I was a mermaid during that transaction or maybe just a self eating reptile, but what I do remember is evolving from a mass of flesh who breathes to a human with skins of many folds. I remember unfolding them one by one, opening the layers, exposing them, like the flowers grow from a bud or a chick hatching from the shell. I remember evolving from having just my face, to having expressions of my own, to showing how I felt, to understanding what I like, to knowing what I am. Evolving to see that I've a beautiful mind under my normal hair, a mind with thoughts, opinions, views, ideas, a mind which was capable of doing so much, a mind so unique. I remember I evolved from just having a skin to having marks and scars of change, of the new that I tried, the old that I burnt, the weight of what I still carry. I remember 'growing to a new level of personality, like blooming followers, waiting to be revealed.'