You start with a dream, an imagining. It seems so perfectly full of potential and immediate possibility that you stumble, you fall for it. The spark is lit.
The spark is full of what's most appealing. It doesn't matter if it's the shape of the hand or the color of the fiber it's the attraction that compels you. You commit more time, talent and attention to this affair because the intrigue has gotten to you. Pierced you like an arrow as you venture down the path.
After attraction comes playfulness - a silly date, a scrap of yarn - something frivolous and fun. You’re spontaneous. You’re light as a feather and moving fast. One thing leads to another and before you know it the confetti is flying, your laughing your head off and trying things you never thought possible. Who knew purple would have this result? Why hadn't you ever found this restaurant before?