Love Month

I was not supposed to blog but when I read about a plurk from Paulo Coelho, I decided that I need to stop writing about weight loss, autism, mortgage, and other topics that I am not really interested in.

May I quote Coelho,

"The wise are wise only because they love. The foolish are foolish only because they think they can understand love."

This made me think; hence, I'm foolish.

I over analyze things. Every word uttered and action done always mean something for me. That is the reason why I always feel uncomfortable and now, not contented with the situation I am in. When I say something, I mean it. There are subliminal thoughts in it that you should try to understand. Well, I forgot, that is just me. People are different and I should stop thinking too much.

I thought I know what love is. But in fact, I don't. I can't even say that I love (or loved) a person or not. I am foolish for thinking but still not getting an answer to my own questions.

Maybe this will be answered... in time... when I am no longer seeking for an answer and the question would no longer matter to me.

This February air is so creeping me out. <_<