I may not be the only one, but I seem to tense up and - for a moment - forget where I am when I'm asked that oh - so intriguing question.

Who are you?

Who am I?

Why... I'm just like everybody else. Maybe a tad bit different here and a sprinkle of unusual there, but when it boils down to the basic principle, I am a woman as ordinary and as simple as the average jane you walk past on the street everyday.

Well, maybe not exactly so, since I spend a majority of my time sitting at home and allowing my mind to roam every part of the universe.

Who am I?

Perhaps it would be more sensible to ask what sets me apart from everybody else.

And as to that, I'm afraid I do not possess the right answer.

And perhaps I never will.