The logic behind love

Should love be logical? Wait. Is love logical?

I don't feel like belting out the essay that is brewing in my head about this topic, but I do want to say that life without love has to suck! To all the fools that think they can create a logical existence without it, you are doomed for temporary happiness.

So I guess it is logical to love if one wants to live a happy life.

Not loving in place for doing what is logical is living in complacency. That is my reasoning about that. None of this business about the mind being placed above the heart signifying that logic and reason are superior to emotion. They are equal, and should both be used. So if that is your view. Tell me something. Do you love me and how would you even know? This is something to put in poetry form. I feel like I replaced blogging with poetry, but I will get back in the swing of it.

That look you got (two point perspective)

It is funny how sitting with a friend can turn into a social experiment. Sometimes people just can't handle seeing difference together. But I know the look and I know what it means. We were just sitting and working on some homework. I glanced up when I saw the old couple coming thinking to myself, "the staring will begin". No one is just going to walk by like nothing was wrong. Only my friend did not know that I was conscious of this the entire time we worked. In his world this stare is something that doesn't quite exist in this form. I glanced back down at the page not wanting to witness the inevitable. Meanwhile, through the fumes he saw something I had to look out for my entire life. After a long awkward stare down, he turns to me as says, "That guy just gave me the dirtiest look and then smirked". I found humor in the shock in his voice. I just turned and smiled. He really was clueless, but for me no explanation was needed. Because sometimes people make assumptions, and in their heads things don't fit. And like an unbalanced picture frame on the wall they stare at our difference, head turned and eyes squinting until the onlooker sees that it is finally fixed to their liking. The problem is, is that they would rather walk with their heads sideways to see what they want than accept that each picture hangs differently.

So I am back!!

I want to announce my return. I will be writing again after a long time of neglect.