Only a very little of what's started sliding/shifting/moving ends up here. Inadvertently someone triggered something(s). Damn, I do so like it when that happens. Perhaps even more so when it's not on purpose. Intention doesn't so much matter as the end result. And again, 'tis the process and the going through it that matters along w/the end result ('cause rarely does an actual result result...on-going processes usually kick in w/mebbe intermediate or interim endbits falling out along the way). What're my dreams, goals, visions (first typed as "visitations"), aspirations, hopes (and fears)? Easier perhaps to think of what I don't want - to be alone/lonely - and work backwards from that. Or to imagine what I'd like it (my life the universe and everything) to look like and figure out various possible (probable) way of making that dream into reality. Or not. I see myself (rightly or wrongly) as a helpmeet, a catalyst, a facilitator...started writing "an inducement" but pulled back. Find myself falling back on the Joni Mitchell line from All I Want (on Blue - 1971): "All I really really want our love to do / Is to bring out the best in me and in you too" - that's what I want from (and for) those around me. I seek appreciation, passion, and...