Fingerprints #1: Gifted Touch

Sometimes, when I touch things, words fill my head. Words that feel like thoughts—thoughts that are inside of me…but not mine.
I used to think I was crazy. Used to.
I'm starting to wonder if there's a reason for all the voices that tangle together in my mind. And if I'm right, then it's not my sanity I'm worried about—it's my life.