I’ve found there are questions and then there are questions. There are questions with answers that reflect as fact and can only do the good of leaving an imprint on a stranger’s brain. And then there are those electrified questions that strike like bolts of lightning. The questions that do not define personality but define character. The questions of burning desire and sweet spots, fear, attraction, tease, banter, and yearning… I want to know what makes you tick. What makes you decide to get out of bed in the morning even when you know your feet will hit the icy floor. I want to know what pulls on your heart, like marionette strings making it dance to and from. Would it twirl to the rhythm of ballet, shimmy to the bongos of salsa, or move passionately to the beat of its own drum?