Everything has a beginning, a middle and an end.

That is the natural progression of everything you can think of or imagine or may be not imagine.

I want to start off from the middle.

The middle-of-nowhere.

If the middle-of-nowhere is right here, then I am nowhere.

And if every day is a new day, then the middle is actually a beginning. Of everything and nothing.

And for all practical reasons there is no end.

Now that doesn't sound promising.

Or is it?

I'll find out along the way..

Defining Love

"I don't love you enough."

I have been at both ends of that statement.

And at either end - it sounds just as feeble.

Come on man! How DO you define "enough love?"

Is 2 dozen roses enough love? Is a vast field enough love? Are the stars in the sky enough love?

Or maybe 1000 days is enough love?

How do you keep track?

How do you quantify?

Do you weigh it by the pound and dish it out the same way?

Do you measure it up and compare it against a pre-defined set yardstick?

Do you hold it length - wise and breadth - wise and cut the extra out?

Do you count the seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years spent together to record it?

How DO you define "enough love?"!

Can you imagine if a mother tells her child "Baby I did not get you your toy because I don't love you enough"

You can however, very easily imagine it in the so-called "adult" relationships.

"Ah! I don't love you enough...so I am leaving you"

My brain computes to say that it usually is significant of the speaker rather than the listener.

But it always is the Listener that ends up wondering.."what do I do to make them love me enough? Do I change my wardrobe? Pick up a challenging hobby? Jump off a cliff? Get a life?

What do I do to make them love me enough?"

"We don't understand each other any more....", "We have grown apart and away...","We fight a lot...."

Atleast these things make sense...

Either you love someone. Or you don't.
There is no "grey area".

"I don't love you enough."

Is just bull-crap.