How do we reconcile our present identity with continuous movement of time, the incessant production of personal history? How do medium and genre modulate the expressions of this existential quandary?
How objective are the systems of science, law, academia, and activism? Given that these systems have control over our bodies, how and who do we choose to trust?
Based on the diary entry, it seems like the author is struggling with some personal issues, particularly in regards to their romantic life. They seem to have a strong desire to be with someone, but they are not sure who that person should be.
