And did I happen to mention what love is? It’s space. Beautiful space.
I know a man who went from fearing everything to fearing nothing. He tells me that his senses have sharpened, that he sees and hears with more acuity and that food tastes better.
First we summited, then we spelunked.
What isn’t there makes what is there stand out. For beauty’s sake, subtract.
Yes, relationships can be worked on, and sometimes these efforts are successful. But love is not an effort; it cannot be worked on or deemed a success.