When I write I feel like I can breathe. It’s like yoga for the brain.
Cassidy Jones and the Secret FormulaNow I feel like James Bond. Suave and intelligent, breaking all the codes while looking fabulous.
Dead BeatI feel like I’m walking around in a fog. Orafoura doesn’t call me Mr. Mist for nothing.
99 Cents For Some NonsenseSometimes we need to feel bad to know what it's like to feel good...
The Real Verdict: My Quest for the Freedom I Never HadI feel like having another thigh and calf would give me a leg up on my competition.
Seriously delirious, but not at all serious