I’ve been writing all weekend. And before that, all week, and before that, the Love Essays… and now, after a half an hour spent staring at this screen, I’m giving up on the idea that I might share something profound here (and by profound, I mean coherent.)
I’m turning to you instead. Inviting you to play with me – deeply or lightly, comically or dead serious, in one word or one hundred, poetic or plain or sweet or raw… fill in the blank (and feed my weary soul).
Love is ______________________.