Why does wanting something and not being able to have it make you want it more?
Today I was reading a magazine printed by my University with student publications such as poems and essays. And I flipped to one essay titled Faith, Film, and Funerals. It was about the death of the writers grandfather and her feelings after the fact. This struck a huge chord with me because my Opa died recently (although it was about a year and a half ago it still feels like yesterday that I was just a 12 year old kid playing chess with him). It made me think about how much I didn't know about him, and yes, made me cry (I got a lump in my throat and had to pause while writing this). It also made me think about how much I would like to talk to him even just one last time about himself, and his (up till the end) extremely healthy life.
Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.
Albert Einstein
Two posts one right after the other, isn't that something. RC.
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