Love can sometimes be defined by an undefinable action. I don’t know why you do what you do. It must be love.
I am a walking tornado against the sea. And I love the shore our life creates between us, for us. I hope we can walk hand in hand across our worlds for a bit longer. Just a bit longer to know someone holds my hand across the sea.
I learned a long time ago it pays to have a staple name you use when referencing or making examples in situations. Particularly bad examples. My go to name is Gary, who is actually a blogger and friend of mine. I found that if I change up the names I might end up angering a large subset of humans that obviously think I’m talking about them. Suddenly my inbox is full of –
“Don’t ever say the name Linda again motherfucker.”
“Hey Linda here, we are watching you.”
“If you ever say the name Linda again…”
Oh my god! Who knew there were so many Linda’s, they’d be that militaristic, and they’d all be bloggers! I blame Wonder Woman.