I've been thinking a lot about love lately. Normally when I get this way I turn into a somewhat removed theorist--waxing hypotheses in a detached, pragmatic way. Love is such and such, to love is to dot dot dot. Now I have no theories, no definitions or philosophies or even concrete ideas. My mind has simply wrapped itself around a short refrain that repeats itself over and over in my head:
Risk it! Risk everything!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment