Love makes the world go around, gives us all a purpose whether love of your work (don't we all love writing?) or romantic love which keeps us rolling. I often laugh at the songs and story of love - they either are full of the pursuit, thrills and chills of new love or the simmering ashes of past/lost love. In reality, romantic love is a marathon that will settle into a rhythm where you share a life/purpose with another. I recently told that to some younger folks who just rolled their eyes, but that is another story. I like a line from an older move "Seeing Other People" whereas Jay Mohr's character reflects on what he misses as he has lost his love/wife, and he answers that he misses doing laundry with her on Saturday night. That is what comes down to after the initial flames, dinners, movies and long discussions, fast forward years and it is doing the laundry; taking care of the house; yard work on the weekends; taking care of the other when sick and on and on. There are plenty of bad times to go with the good. In all of that, the good and the bad, grows love that is deep and lasting. Or, I am completely wrong. Anyway, I always liked the love is more thicker than forget poem by EE Cummings:
love is more thicker than forget
more thinner than recall
more seldom than a wave is wet
more frequent than to fail
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