Probably not the best place for this, but I couldn’t think of anywhere else to ponder on this simple, but potentially sublime, reflection. Anyways, all insightful comments as they relate to this thought are welcome.
Probably not the best place for this, but I couldn’t think of anywhere else to ponder on this simple, but potentially sublime, reflection. Anyways, all insightful comments as they relate to this thought are welcome.
Ugh. love is one of those things where is it real or is it something we just kinda imagine. I don’t know if I know it but I can’t describe what I feel for my wife except love. All the time I ask myself. What is love?!