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Might maybe.  Who comprehends this stuff in today’s portion of the current era.  It isn’t me, I don’t think.   But damned if I don’t try.   Events come along, leave an imprint then either stay or move over to the next section of life’s stage.  

She’s really nice. And quite alike, or so the early impressions indicate, me.    

It’s been years, which she will understand, and events and other people, which she will also have an handle on, but now, the timing seems to be synchronized.   Still, what is the significance of that?  Is it a direction to be pursued, a hint to be followed or just some scoped event that is more passer by than ‘lets have another glass of wine and look at the next step’.  I don’t plan these things, and neither does she.  So, the inquiry is left wide open.

Go ahead.  Ask me what I would like to be the next direction of a possible voyage to a relationship more in depth than I’ve embraced in a while. If she’s ‘the one’ and I go towards another point on the compass, what will the impact on psyche and ego be? Questions, inquiries and askings are not, perhaps,  the route to the answer, but this is full of them.  

 I’m just stating what’s hiding out front in my wishful desire brain.  

I did begin with something I called, but somebody else invented, logistics.  She’s there.  I’m there, here and over somewhere else, in seeking mode, trying to determine how to work this dilemma, which it shouldn’t become, out.   Seriously, folks, what if, for this level of my existence, she is the ‘one’? That success would depend on, am I that same role player in her life?  After that realization, I conclude that I am not a mind reader.  No, I already knew that.  

These things work, or, to be more in line with reality, these things can work.  I’ve never done it, but the stories others relate, true or made up, say they do, and don’t.  There it sparks again!  Another meteor burning up in the atmosphere, or, did it make it to solid ground, leaving a long lasting pock mark?  

I’ll wait.   I’m known as much for being impatient as for being patient.  Wait a second.  That doesn’t help!  An adventure is just past the next row of rolling hills and may open up to workable and fun or close down to, naw, this ain’t working, and little or no emotional hardships but a thought of ‘what if?’   No self inflicted pressure allowed here.  It has to take a route that may include experimentation, giving some of the silly stuff up, and allowing the other to be who they are without consequence, ridicule or judgment.  After all things are determined, isn’t that how a possible relationship should work, if the participants really do find a joyful way of continuing.  

The one?  Let’s leave it up to a form of emotional logistics