I heart you, said the boy to the girl. The girl, visibly offended, frowned almost audibly, although the motives for her offense were less than apparent. She couldn’t handle being passive aggressive any longer, and burst into a violent tirade against the now shaken boy. (visibly shaking, I should add)
“You heart me? Let me allow that sentence to sink in. Do you really believe, in your heart of hearts, that the heart has any other function than pumping blood to your pitiful brain? I don’t heart you, I would rather brain you!”
And so they lived happily ever after.
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ReplyDeleteI don't know what happened with my comment?... But wonderful description, "organic love". It makes the idea of love so... what's the work? Biological! When thinking about it, it doesn't really make sense to refer to the heart as an object of love when the brain is the one registering the transfer of chemicals such as seretonin and dopamine that allow you to feel the effects of love. This makes me question if love just something purely chemical or if it's something much more?
ReplyDeleteYup, those were my thoughts exactly. I'm not sure what happened to the comment, either...how odd.
ReplyDeleteLoved it. One small thing though. I counted 99 words. I could have counted wrong though. Too lasy to count twice. Anyway, as I said terrific post.
ReplyDeleteThanks! I use Word for all of my counting needs, and it's not perfect, I must admit. Perhaps I should change the title to A Day is Worth Around 100 Words.
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