Someone called my name in the grocery store yesterday and I didn't turn around. I heard it, I registered it, and then I just kept moving toward the produce section because it didn't immediately connect to me as mine. My name, spoken aloud, in my direction, and I just walked past it. I realized what had happened about five steps later and looked back but whoever it was had already gone. I stood there by the apples feeling genuinely strange about it. Who was I in that moment? Where did I go?

I know twelve passwords off the top of my head. I know my account numbers. I know handles and login emails and security questions. But I can't tell you the color of my own eyes without checking. I know what I look like in photos because I choose those photos, but the actual texture of my face, the specific shade of things - I've outsourced that to the record too. What do you know about yourself that isn't contained in some account somewhere? What would remain if all the profiles went dark?