" love is the triumph of imagination of intelligence. "
-- henry louis mencken
now now now, love triumphs a lot of things: doubt, sense, reality, sleep, selfishness, etc. etc. etc. but at the same time we should think about it as a helpful to all of those things, but we know the truth don't we? if you could trade being in love with someone for being immensely wealthy in knowledge, I doubt you'd want the intellect. sometimes you look at extremely wealthy or famous people, and you see how lonely they are. I've spoken to countless numbers of people who wish they knew the outcome of their hard work. sometimes we don't know what it costs to be "successful", mainly because we're so unaware of what it means to be successful. success is as relative as love is. sometimes I really hate the word because it's so generic, yet so specific at the same time. it's easy to do, but hard to stop. it's hard to justify, but easy to follow. I guess, just like imaginations. even the really good ones.
for some of you fellow, realistic-romantic thinkers (yes, tis possible..cough), do you ever find that when you act on a head vs. heart basis, your heart makes more logical sense than your head? that sometimes maybe your heart should do the thinking for a while, because your head just needs a break? at times, it's much easier to go on impulse and feelings than it does to act logically. the only problem is that you know what would make you happier at the end of the day. and sure sure, I'm all about balance, but there's nothing wrong with being all about happiness sometimes. just as long as it's not at the expense of somebody who has never done you wrong.
so what if you're imagining? so what if you're doing something completely unexplainable? who cares? as long as you're happy and feel alive..that's what stands out in the bigger picture.