i used to think that i have a propensity to fall too hard, too easy, too soon.
for everything.
women.
ideas.
art.
as i've gotten older, i'm beginning to think i may just be a hopelessly romantic and lucky son of a bitch, and i am so glad for that.
like right now. i've met the most amazing, interesting, warm, funny woman, and i have fallen. HARD.
and why not?
why not be selfish and fall in love and put everything on the line?
if you think about it, what else is there?
why not fall head over heels?
i no longer question the fall.
i quite enjoy it now.
self-indulgent blogs aside, i am happier now than i have been in a long, long time.
ahhhhhhhh. sweet.
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