Intangible, it's all about intangible possibilities. Knowing that things can, or could be different, is not enough.
Today, I'm left feeling unsated and bereft of all human reason. Not that it's a drastic change from my default state of mind (since when am I ever half-sane), but at least, I know why I feel the way I do.
One baby step at a time in directions that have no name nor fixed bearings, but at least, it's a start. Beginnings and endings are the same thing, really, but let's just ignore that, shall we?
Moving swiftly along - and now - to sit back and watch the crop circles grow from stem down.