Oh god i missed you so terribly, it was almost like having you here.


We all know that our brain filters out stuff that are sometimes of no importance to us. Just like how you tune your radio to the right frequency to listen to the right channel, our brain focuses on the stuff that we want to work on and chucks the extra stuff. If not we would all be going crazy trying to concentrate on something while the fan is creating a racket, the grinding sound of tyres against tar, the screaming lights of the day. That would pretty sure make us a radio tuned to two channels at once, static noise coupled with many sounds going off at once.

So automatically our brain filters out info that are either so common or unimportant, or so regular and insignificant. It does make you want to ask, does that happen with love to? Does your brain block love out from your consciousness just like it blocks out the sound of the fan? Will you ever get so attuned to it that you subconsciously begin to take it for granted?

It does make you want to ask too: is love ever conscious? Do we ever, ever, think about anything rational in love?

Me? The rational part of me says we don't.
Oh darn what does the rational part know about love.