How to Love (I)

You might think you know what love is. You might consider those sunbeams and rainbows and general giddiness (not from too many cocktails) to be love. Of course, She is there in her own nuanced way, bringing individuals together with a slender hand and Galadriel-esque beauty and calm. Love is calm. She is the tall,…

Silence.

They laughed and told me to enjoy the silence. It wasn't until the snow started falling again, that I remembered how quiet without can be. Most mornings, the birdsong bursts through, but I've been sleeping, guilitly, late while the rest of the world gets into its commutes and car rides and cubicles. I wonder if…