About love

Love is a strange thing.

I watched the movie. I feel like being in a trance at the moment. Like every cell in my body is living its own life. I have found a movie that is bigger than life.

It didn't feel like a movie. At first it felt like walking the streets of Paris together with these two people. I felt a bit like spying on them. Like being the third person that they forgot about a long time ago. Following their footsteps.

At some point it shifted. I started living the movie. I was there. It all came to the surface.

This is a movie I will have to encourage you to see. Before Sunset is an extraordinary work of art. It does not try to be anything else than what it is. I does not serve the viewer anything fancy. It is what it is.

And it will give way for memories.

It makes you think, remember and feel. It makes you laugh and it makes you cry.

It makes me think: "Come on, you've only got an afternoon to get the answers you want! Get to the important stuff, don't babble about all those things that will not give you any answers!" I am hit by the feeling of knowing that time passes, and you are not sure whether you will get the courage to talk about what's on your mind, or if the other one will have the insight to raise the important questions. The feeling of watching the minutes go by, and hoping that time - at any point - would stop. For a while. Right there at the door while saying goodbye. Right there, when waving in a cab. Right there when the plane is about to leave.

It makes me think about love.

What a strange thing love is. It is supposed to hit us hard, We are supposed to feel. And the amount of feeling and the amount of ourselves we invest in it, will all be in direct connection to how high the fall will be.

We think "It doesn't make sense". We build up high hopes, we wait for that magical moment in our lives, when we will know. When we will see it was all worth while. Worth the struggle, worth the pain, worth the disappointment. And when we see it coming, we rise up to some higher level, to be able to watch it happen, to enjoy the magic that will sweep us off our feet. But still there is no guarantee - nothing that will give that magic a final push. It will or it won't and it has nothing to do with us.

Such a big investment to be made with such a high risk. We wouldn't invest our money in something like that.

Why do we invest our souls? Our hearts?
I guess we are programmed to do that. We are supposed to belive in miracles and magic when it comes to love. We all somehow believe that we have our own share to get.

And that is what's so strange about love.

This morning was beautiful.