July 4, 2008
While the etymology behind my name, as well as the meaning, turns me into a rather peculiar combination (Universal – Twinflower – Little Aspen Tree) I have grown tired of it. Or rather, I have never had it grow on me. Whenever someone calls out my name, I have to stop and think for a few moments before responding, because I'm not entirely sure of my own name. It's ridiculous, really, but that is how it is. One thing that makes me think twice about changing it, however, is that my father named me. He's been dead for fifteen years now, though.