Soft Headed.

This isn’t about mathematics.
There is no right or wrong. There’s no magical formula that can be solved, no detailed derivations to be calculated. This is more astounding, more complex.

This isn’t about computers.
1’s and 0’s donít mean anything anymore. There’s no CPU fast enough to keep up. Computers cannot create emotion. There is no URL for what I’m feeling. There is no binary sequence that explains it. I cant look up the answers on Google.

This is all about love.
I dont know what I’m doing, I’m walking around with little wings on my shoes. My head is a mess, and I’m full of lyrical words that would make even the softest romantic cringe.

I can see you all cringing, now!

I don’t care!

I cant begin to understand it. If I were this clueless about mathematics or computers, I’d be scared out of my mind. But I’m not scared. At the moment I’m the happiest person alive!

34 hours to go until I see him next.

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3 Responses

  1. Grant says:

    Now just over 10 hours! *grin*

  2. Jac says:

    *dumb grin*

  3. steve says:

    All this site needs now is a bit of love song background music…
    v. happy for you jac!

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