You have “a thing.” And no. it’s not your “issues.” Or your “stuff.” It’s the only thing you love doing. And maybe even being. Maybe you feel it when you’re plugging in a guitar. Maybe you feel it when you’re sitting in the middle of the ocean alone. Waiting. maybe you feel it when your’ taking a load of a little league to districts, two states away. Whatever it is, it’s your thing. And its always been your thing. Okay, sure People may share the same thing. But deep, deep deep down, you know your thing is a little different. (okay…a lot different)