Why oh why I only have love in me-head these days? Seriously, there are many other worries competing and I spend heaps of time organising finance-geek thoughts, gym sessions thoughts, re-visiting old friends thoughts... then lazy Sunday and I feel like writing on how when you grow up love does as well.
It goes like this - I've been taking one step back in love matters since I started to spend time outside the matrix (and actually by listening to LuiZ on our oh-my-is-it-really-5am? talks).
So the breakthrough is that when you grow old, you don't throw yourself to a feeling with the confidence of when you were 15. Love is dubiously forever. Maybe I'll just try to make this one work. And then you decide which battles to win. All of a sudden you are actually in A relationship again. Call me when you get home. The passion is there, reloaded with cynicism. And so is hope, and good faith. Amazingly enough, the shape of love is of a more permanent nature. It might not make you believe in fairy tales; it makes you believe in you as being lovable - and rather awesome too!
One year ago I was addicted to the rush of falling. The love-orphine has turned now into something that provokes more smiles - the joy of being loved exactly for what you didn't know you were.
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