Infinite Souls in Finite Bodies

What does it mean to be a woman? Is the proof of a woman in her genitals? The way she acts? Is the proof of a woman's worth in the physical form? More importantly, what is the worth of a soul separate from the prison of its human body. This project provides no such answer, but is instead a rumination of the condition of my human experience - I contain multitudes, am capable of thought, love, of pain, of pain. I also get my period every month.