It may be true that I am a man torn between devotion and escape. But in the same breath, it’s also true that I am a man who will one day soon have to decide if I want to be found.

A simple question came to me in the lonely hours when the unseen shadows slowly creep by. 

Can a person become entirely new, reborn in spirit, while still walk the earth answering to the name that others recognise but no longer know?

A few weeks ago, I would’ve said no. But recent experiences have made me question the certainty of my rigid beliefs.

So what happened?