It came to me this evening,
the difference between falling in love and being in love.
When I was falling, the thought of being without you saddened me.
I must be in love now;
I literally can’t imagine that.
I was in my head all of last week. As always, it was quite dark in there. Interestingly enough, what brought me out was an exercise in introspection suggested to me by the priest at my new church. It turns out, I’m clearly an enthusiast. I really do want nothing more than to be content. When I find something that makes me feel happy, I become enraptured by it. I become so deeply enthusiastic that I get things done! Unfortunately,Share