Its been quite a long time since I had need to consider the favor of another. Three years in fact. Since then and until now I had little consideration for anyone, including myself. Now, transfixed, I am taunted by a face I had only prior seen in my dreams. I mentally circle around the notion. I am well aware that the skills required to meet my desired outcome have been filed away deep in my conscienceness. As if fumbling for a sword seconds before battle I stand before my desire intimidated and ill prepared. I am adaptation. I am patient. When a prospect is so clear and desired one does not simply walk away. Nor, does he submit to the over eager tendencies of a boy. In situations such as this one walks with the earth. Ones actions are guided by the wind. Ones heart maintains fire of hope. Ones mind flows as a river to the sea. Knowing that the outcome is truly in the hands of the gods.