"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Am I a sap for believing in love? Love, that one conquering force, that thing that makes people smile in the morning and want to do monotonous things just because they are in love. That was a long sentence... Am I a pessimist for thinking that maybe we only have one great love? And if that one shot is lost then we might as well captain the Titanic. If any of you need clarification: a great love is one that changes you. By the end of a great love, your bones have been shaken and you can feel a change in your core. Is it wrong to throw in the towel if that love has passed? And what if your love lives across the world and is betrothed to someone else? Or maybe we should all just be Charlotte York and say we all get two. I'll get back to you, the answer will come as I continue watching Sex and the City.