I wish for adventure.

I wish to matter.

I wish for a home.

Our dreams and desires are in fact insights into the world of our own possibilities, windows into our future, which will manifest itself if we go with the flow.

Lord grant me a humble spirit and a willing heart.

He stares at me so darkly, so hungily that I can only nod. Agree. Of course, I feel it. "I do", I admit.

I respond, thoughts dropping away, like pebbles plopping one by one in water, sinking down, down into dark oblivion.

You cold?' He chafes my arms. I haven't been cold since I moved here. This is something else. 'No. But you can put your arms around me anyway.