Once, in an effort to console my broken heart, Mum told me love should be like an old pair of comfy slippers. Oh gawd, I thought. Now that is tragic. How boring. How unromantic. I’m still not completely sold on the comfy slippers thing, but I sure am done with tragic.
If something feels right to you deep down and won’t harm you or anyone else, just do it without delving into a myriad of endless questions or self-doubt, wondering how it all makes sense or how it will work out. The limited human mind often cannot make sense of the language of the heart and ...