"IF YOU COULD READ MY MIND, LOVE

what a tale my thoughts could tell," Gordon Lightfoot sang so many years ago.

"I Can't Get you Outta My Mind."

Little Anthony and the Imperials preceded that with "I Think I'm Going Out of My Head".

"Well, that's how elementary, it's gonna be/ C'mon, let's fall in love.."

I guess when a girl gets in a guy's head, it does crazy things to him. For girls, it was called boy crazy back in the day. I guess it was called girl crazy, too, for the guys. At least Elvis made a movie about that.

Countless books, essays, magazine articles, love letters, text messages, twitters, even blogs have been written about the attraction between the sexes. About the moments. About the times. About the one time. About the longevity of a loving relationship. About the brevity of a relationship cut short because of a circumstance. About what might have been. About what was never meant to be. At least it never happened. Except in the mind.

So, when the one takes over a huge chunk of our craniums, what are we supposed to do? A lot, I suppose, depends on our age. A lot on our focus. A lot on present and/or past. And a a lot on our future.

Now, just where was I going with this entry? Was it just an exercise based on a picture I liked? Was it to share an insight, a different look at a universal topic? Was it a self-exam to determine why I'm only "half there"?

I really can't say, but maybe I was successful in getting Faithful Reader(s) a point of take off or reminiscence.