John thought about love.
Love had been like a mountain to him, towering over everything all around it, and he had considered it with awe. He had thought, ‘Ah, love is like this mountain, majestic in form and amazing in its immensity.’ But when he fell in love, he realized that love was not the consideration of the mountain at all. To be in love was to climb this mountain, and then to consider the rest of the world from such a lofty height. From the top, he looked around and thought, ‘Ah, this is love, which is amazing in itself, but the thing that amazes me most is the perspective it gives me of the rest of the world.’
Kitty, forgot you gave up facebook for lent, just wanted to tell you that we randomly had a mini crew reunion this past weekend at kollaboration and the after party, only ppl not there were you, james oh, and clee but your spirits were all with us. Johnny took some pictures of everyone, maybe he can send them to you. Miss ya homie, it was just like old times at firehouse!
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ReplyDeleteyou should write a book. really good entry, man.
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