It’s a story you want?  A story about me?

You need credentials, a background, a history of suffering to identify with?  I could, of course give you all of those things, but like Bruce Lee said…

It is like a finger pointing away to the moon.  Don’t concentrate on the finger, or you’ll miss all that heavenly glory.

Let’s not get caught up in what’s useless.

Who am I, you ask?

I am neither more nor less than what you experience me to be.

The real question, and indeed, my challenge to you is…

Tell me, Dear Reader… who am I?