What happens if you don't have love?
If love is just a temporary chemical reaction in the brain, what happens when it wears off?
Can you really come to love another complete and total stranger enough to be intimate with them for the rest of your life, despite all the changes you and they both go through, in personality as well as physical? You're not the same person at fifty as you were at forty or thirty or twenty. You don't have the small taste in music, food, or books and movies. Can you still love the person you fell in love with at twenty when you and they are both sixty? Neither one of you are the same person you were when married.
I love my cat and he loves me. Is that enough?
Does love indeed stink?
(And no, I'm not having girlfriend troubles. Don't even have a girlfriend. Just saw a Valentine's Day sale banner on the way to work and got to musing on a slow Friday afternoon...)
If love is just a temporary chemical reaction in the brain, what happens when it wears off?
Can you really come to love another complete and total stranger enough to be intimate with them for the rest of your life, despite all the changes you and they both go through, in personality as well as physical? You're not the same person at fifty as you were at forty or thirty or twenty. You don't have the small taste in music, food, or books and movies. Can you still love the person you fell in love with at twenty when you and they are both sixty? Neither one of you are the same person you were when married.
I love my cat and he loves me. Is that enough?
Does love indeed stink?
(And no, I'm not having girlfriend troubles. Don't even have a girlfriend. Just saw a Valentine's Day sale banner on the way to work and got to musing on a slow Friday afternoon...)
