Sometimes, I feel blessed.

Like some divine hand is telling me exactly what to do and when, and I'm in touch enough to listen. And so are you.

But sometimes, this seems like some cosmic ballet. And sometimes, it seems like we're just servants. We do what we feel, and it's beautifully synchronized. And when we make our exits, oftentimes we have no idea why we had to do that. We just play our parts and make our exits, and that's what makes the world work.

I've never been this person. I've always been the rational one, who believed that any sort of god is rational and understandable. And now... it isn't feeling that way. I guess that scares me a little.

I just don't know anyone who's quite like you and me.