Being in love with someone is something that feels good. I never understood the explanation of love as being terrifying, frightening due to the vulnerability, but I think it's comforting. It's nice being honest and true after hours of simply coping with the world each day. At work I do not think. I have zero advanced thoughts for eight hours a day, but having my love be the background of it all gives me something to think on that is so much more than the task at hand. I'm feeling starved for intellectual stimulation, and love is so much more than an emotional fix. It works me. I'm lucky. I'm tired and my feet hurt. But I know someone who would rub them for me.
well, you know two people that would rub them. sly smile...
ReplyDeleteyou are very lucky. he is very lucky.