I am looking to meet myself again and again, deep in the quiet and the darkness, stilled by the warmth of my thoughts. I am looking to meet my friends again and again without pretense, bathed in honesty and trust and smiles and stories of the absurd. I am not just interested in the who but also where and how, because it is in all three that the improv we call life plays out into reality. Mostly I would like to meet that one secret every person carries within themselves, that vision and desire of their ideal, and I would be even more amazed to meet a world that could nurture that desire in each and every person. I want to meet that stranger on the street who has no apparrent relationship to my whole life and in meeting that one person, I would love to just let them be themselves and to experience themselves without shame or fear of judegment so that they could be free and natural and totally geniune before they die and before i die, that is the how of who and where I would like to meet the people that i inevitably will meet.