I am what I am- which is still kind of a mystery to me. I can be deeply depressed and genuinely joyful at the same moment, "inanimate" objects can speak to me though I don't always understand what they say, I am nearly always in company and yet nearly always feel alone, which isn't so bad if you think of "alone" as "all one." I sing about water and yet would rather be on dry land- but I love hot showers and water in all its forms. I am afraid of heights but dream of flying and love, love, love birds of all kinds... but horses are my favorite animal. I despise humans and their effect on the earth but would do anything to save them. And mostly I don't feel human at all.