After having a conversation with a friend tonight, I felt that something I said was worth keeping as a reminder. It sounds almost cynical (something I have been blamed for being countless times in the past), but it wasn’t my intention. Instead, I was agreeing and providing my observation as to why “love” is something complex at the simplest of times.
as is life
love is deffo the hardest thing in life
It can be the most challenging, I agree. The difficulty is that time changes everything; the world around you, the people you are with, and most of all, you. And it doesn’t change just who you are, but your past too; you look back differently, consciously or not, and twist and warp your memories through nostalgia or hate, further creating differences between you today and you last year / five years ago / twenty years ago.
Combine this with the wonders that is the chemical unbalances of your body, and the corrupting effect control systems like money, religion, social status etc. can have and you have a massively dynamic environment – unpredictable by it’s nature , by which you are to conduct the wonderful emotion that is… love.