Day 3457: Want

I want to share photos with you every day, including this one from our local supermarket:

People want to buy many things at a supermarket, don’t they? I want to choose foods from the healthy sections of a market (usually located along the outer edges) but sometimes I want items in the middle.

I want to share a definition of “want.”

I want to point out that “want” means desire, should, AND deficiency. I want to make a brilliant point about that, but my mind is in want of brilliance right now.

Here are some brilliant minds writing about “want.”

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I want to share more images with you, which I hope you want to see.

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Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “want.”

Now I want to share Weird Al’s parody of “I Want it That Way.”

I want people to express whatever they want about this post in the comments section below.

Finally, I want to express my gratitude to all who help me blog every day, including YOU!

Day 2884: Identity

Last week, Human Resources at work sent me an email stating that if I had not filed for unemployment benefits (I had not), my identity had been stolen. Because I had heard previously that our work email system might have been hacked, I doubted the identity of the emailer and wrote back “Why should I believe YOU?” The HR person validated my concern and offered to prove her identity by calling me. In that phone call, we established that, indeed, my identity had been stolen.

As I looked into the theft of my identity, I discovered that it had been stolen TWO YEARS AGO. All this time, I’ve been blissfully ignorant of my identity theft, even though part of my identity has been preparing and protecting myself from trouble.

In the past, when I’ve heard that somebody’s identity had been stolen, I’ve reacted with worry, concern, and fear that this might someday happen to me. Now that my identity has been stolen, I am happy to identify that I am still me, doing what needs to be done, surviving it all, and remaining hopeful about the future.

As a matter of fact, my identity theft has seemed so insignificant to me — compared to the attempted theft of the identity of my country — I haven’t mentioned it here on my blog, until now.

Because part of my identity is to define my terms, here’s a definition of identity:

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Do you see identity in any of my other recently captured images?

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I can’t wait for the day when we stop obsessing about the identity of Donald Trump and focus on much more important identities.

Here‘s “How Artists Explore Identity” from The Museum of Modern Art, featuring Frida Kahlo, Glenn Ligon, and Andy Warhol.

Feel free to express your identity in a comment, below.

Thanks for all the identities that helped me create this identity post, including YOU!