standing there in the gap between what you want and what you have, where you want to be and where you are. the gap can be jarring, it can feel immense, empty and daunting. standing there in the gap impatient, wishing that our ships did not always pass each other in the night. What if for once we did not pass in the night? what if our timing was actually perfect? what if our ideals were so aligned there was no room for separation? What if we took the chance, the leap? What if we sailed together? What if we sailed the ocean atop our wildest vision, our most intimate dreams and our most vulnerable fears? What if we filled every gap with unyielding love and we sailed blissfully together through the night. What if?