I'm now at a stage where I am restless if she's not around, even > though I don't have much to say when she is. I'm not an authority on love > and I probably wouldn't recognize it if you brought it to me on a plate > with watercress around it, but I suspect this could be it, at least partly. > > I should probably hit the discard this draft button instead of the send > button that I'm about to nudge, but I'm a few excellent whiskies down so >
I think this is a novel—and cogent—view of love as any. Thank you for sharing
