Like lights in the sky, I found myself wandering without purpose. Where was this thing that life was leading me to? Was it my destiny to find her or was it simply a path that I chose that ultimately led me to my destination. That destination resulted in nothing less than anything that I could have desired. Desire. Desire is that which you seek to want and know to have while not having what you seek is not what you want but what you need in what was once there. Does it make sense? Not really, but what does make sense is that if one and one make two, then how can they ever really be one? Thusly, speaking to oneself, you truly begin to understand that such ramblings really have no meaning and are merely a means to an end. The end.