Intent.

There are periods of time during which I can feel something building inside of me. An energy directed outward, an intent. That energy, the intent, is seeking something very specific. Something so specific, it will fit perfectly together with that energetic intent once it is found. But the search goes on too long, frustration starts to take over. At that point, the intent forgets about the perfect fit, and just starts to fit with a something that is almost close enough. Like a key that has some similar teeth, so maybe if you just cram it in and turn, it will possibly work. But it won't. And sometimes, that wrong key gets broken off in the lock and jams it up for a long, long time.

Close enough is not what I am looking for. It's a perfect fit or nothing from here on out.