Have you ever wanted something so bad you were almost crawling out of your skin with desire?

Have you ever felt absolutely and completely alone in the world, the only person alive who thinks and feels and believes as you do?

Have you ever woken from a dream that felt like prophecy, as if the daydreams of your youth took form in the mirrorworld of nighttime fantasy, an echo from a future unknown?

Have you ever wondered what it is about yourself that attracts some people and drives others away?

Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror without any kind of self-pity or loathing?

Have you sensed that you’ve wasted a large part of your waking life, but are unsure as to which part it was?

Have you seen the sun rise over the mountains and wished you could freeze that moment for all time?

Have you loved so much that it felt like pain?

Have you felt ashamed after giving in to to an overwhelming compulsion?

Have you taken a deep breath and realized that you’re really not a bad person?

Have you wanted to share the art that you know is buried in your soul but lacked the skill and determination to do so?

Have you looked around at your life and felt a moment of pure contentment?

Have you made love under the stars and the clouds and the open sky?

Have you felt inadequate even after pouring your every last ounce of willpower and skill at a project?

Have you been embarassed by praise?

Have you run out of things to say, or not found the right words at the right time?

(Nope, neither have I.)