Ever since I notice how full of “I” I am, I have been noticing others engaged with the “I”. It is to be expected, we are closest to the “I” and know the “I” best. There is the ego also which is said to die after we are buried. 

I remember the first time I was fascinated by “I.”  If there is no “I”, I would not exist. It intrigued me, I not existing. There would not be an I. I was never suicidal but there were times those days I wish I did not exist. That there was not an “I”.

I am sitting here before the computer, existing and an “I”. Why do I exist? What if there is no I ?

It came to me then and I was in my early twenties that since “I” means so much to me and we are all “I”, we all mean very much. It helps put into practice, love others as we want to be love. Treat others as we want to be treated. Loving myself, loving others.