do you ever find yourself reaching for someone who isn't there? I don't mean someone far away or in the past, but someone who you don't actually know. On nights, like tonight, when I am feeling very low and very alone sometimes an image will form in my head of exactly the person who would be able to comfort me, the person who can understand me or allow me to be misunderstood. I realize that I do have friends who can be there for me in that way, but in these times I am not thinking of them. I am thinking of someone so specific, so clear that I can almost hear their voice, that they cannot possibly not be real. Then the crash comes when I realize that they don't exist, or at least I haven't met them-I am surprised every time. Where does this image come from? Tonight, I wonder, is this actually someone inside of me? if so, it explains why the voice has been there as long as I can remember. Is this voice coming from the depths of me to bring comfort? I don't know...but, I long for the voice to materialize into a body.