Missions - Adventures - Purpose
There are white blood cells and red blood cells, and as it turns out, there are also maps (and virtually any other depiction of geography, like atlases, globes, Google Earth, etc.) of many different colors as a third form of blood pumping through my body ... and it constantly impacts my brain. I think spatially first before considering other thoughts. Automatically, without effort, I envision where multiple things lie on a plane simultaneously. I don't have any trouble with direction or directions. It seemed appropriate to title this Missions - Adventures - Purpose ... and there it was! The acronym "MAP" just popped up without forethought ... then I promptly considered "maps, alleys, and paths" with hardly any thought ... the "maps" were already there ... waiting ... even in casual writings. Maybe it's just something that grabs my subconscious ... perpetually, relentlessly. It's not a bad thing ... it's just unique. I've always just accepted this as a given ... I've not met anyone who thinks like this.

