Feeling the love…
You don’t have to be in love to feel the love. Yeah, I wake up these mornings feeling the love. I’m not sure if the autumn sun rays that wake me up have anything to do with this, or whether this is simply to be credited to a change in perception. I really don’t know, and to be honest I’m not too concerned about the reason. I’m just happy to feel the love.
Well, in the midst of this warm fuzzy feeling – that makes me smile at stray animals I pass, that makes me purchase flowers on an impulse, that makes me sing while I work at my comp, that makes me feel oh-so-good – I’m trying to work out the formula that could probably let me keep this emotional tide for a while longer.
And I’ll stay prepared for when the days will come when the sun won’t shine that warmly, and when you wonder – Where is the love? – But until then I’ll stay loved.
