The thing about being haunted by every individual faction of one’s self from within the collective whole is that one is never all of one’s self at any given moment. The shards of who we are grace us (and sometimes disgrace us) each their own depending upon multiple factors, such as company, topic of conversation, circumstances of situation, situation of circumstance, instance of recollection and reflection, and, most emphatically, our emotional state of perception, awareness, and reasoning, whether it be in elation, sorrow, mediocrity, torment, relief, understanding, confusion, fear, bravery, or any other severity between, before, or beyond, for it is more often than not our moods which dictate and delegate who we are of ourselves in any instance of persona.