We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness—and call it love—true love.
— Robert Fulghum
The sun had set. A blanket of fog had settled upon the ground. The trees had been back lit from passing car headlights. The sky had been illuminated by the city lights. At that moment, my heart felt like this thinking about love lost.
