I grew up thinking I would find true love on crossing the golden threshold into adulthood. We would be drawn to each other at first sight. We would love each other enormously. We would empathize in every way and have magic sex. What I didn t expect was that gravity pulls us toward so many people， and we love， or make love， or wrap our expectations around them even when in retrospect they were not anyone in particular， not anyone at all. I loved people I could never travel through life with， and who s to know the difference until its too late? .... These are stories about people I ve loved for an ultimate purpose that remains mysterious. How can such definite emotions lead us down dead end lanes? But they do and do and the rising and falling is part of the passion that keeps us moving through the world with our eyes wide open.