I would like to Write About Love just like in the Belle & Sebastian song but its like a dog chasing its own tail The end is both the end and beginning and vice-versa, if you see what I mean. Seeing yourself in the action of being in love is not that exciting unless you happen to scale a sheer rock face on a weekly visit to your lover. Writing letters, buying gifts, spending time together, intimate moments, nights out or in. Its a rich tapestry if you follow me. So. Love. Well as a whole its worth the effort id say. That sounds like an ending but in fact its not. Its a cosmic camera snapshot of me on a bad day or in ‘normal’ mode. There are things in this world that defy logic, common sense, the rule of law, even perception itself. But this is my experience. If you have not experienced anything similar then you have never experienced how I felt, that is all. This does not mean you haven’t experienced love. I believe in one love but just as you can feel happy or sad to different degrees so it is with love…Stockholm Syndrome and me.
Come back tomorrow and I might have written some more.