Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being in love,
which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
My beautiful South African Gazania! #nofilter #flowers
There is no
No amount of kisses,
cups of tea,
or core-shaking laughs
will fix you.
You have to save yourself.
You have to
for that peace.
Always remember, your focus determines your reality.
I went to the CNE this week and Amanda and I went to the animal building. Was having a great time looking at the cutesy animals until I went over to the cows. They were labelled “beef”. Not their actual, proper animal name.. their food name. Then I got sad and teared up.
Fine, okay, I cried.
I’m surprised I’m not a vegetarian.