When you stop looking so hard for something you see it. And then you know it's there, but the minute you tell yourself that, it disappears again. See, but don't look. Nothing is constant. Actually, everything is NOT constant is a better way of saying it, though it doesn't flow as well.
Ideas come and go.
As do dreams, goals, and sitcoms. Where we are headed is only a direction, subject to change, and it probably will. What seems like the cat's ass now, will undoubtedly sound moronic in a year or so. Reading back over my archives is an exercise in head scratching. I sound so sure of what I want, but then I change my mind and want something else.