I've been thinking a lot lately how and why people fall in and out of love. Is love a feeling or is it something more than that? Something spiritual? or something purely lustful? Or is true love a connection between these two extremes?
Am I like the Bradley from the novel "Feast of Love", a hopeless romantic?
Perhaps.
I'm naive. I admit that.
Maybe I need to find someone first. That's where I should start.
Random Thought: I like the feeling of trampling snowbanks right before it gets into your shoe.
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