I'm up and starting my day, starting to pack, in my usual flitting, circular way. Decide I should drink some Emergen-C, go to the pantry, decide I should pack some Emergen-C, get my toiletries bag, start going through that, unpack that Target bag that has some toiletery items in it, see my new headphones and DVD in there, fight with the packaging on those, put the DVD away, plug the new headphones into my iPod, semi-pack my gym bag, go back to my toiletries bag, catch sight of the Emergen-C, decide I should drink some Emergen-C.
Oy.
What was I talking about? I'm a little distracted. Oh, right.
As I was making these perambulations, my head spinning off in a million different directions, I stopped for a minute and read a card I just wrote to someone. Which made me think about love, and how there are so many different people I do love. And I just keep adding more as I go along. More love, and more different kinds of love. And I have to imagine that I'll keep doing this, adding even more, until I die. I think there's plenty of room in my heart for everyone. It feels limitless. And there's something pretty amazing and beautiful about that.
Posted by thevieve at May 24, 2006 7:07 AMLove is bitchin' in my opinion. Nothing matters as much as it and nothing can cause change quite like it.
Posted by: Peter on May 25, 2006 9:12 AM