“Love makes for a completely irrational human being.”

“Love is a really pure, ULTIMATE emotion. What other emotion makes you feel EVERYTHING?!”

“Behold! The power of love wins again!”

Do you know where those three quotes came from? For no particular reason at all, I was flipping through one of my old journals. Yes, long before the blogs, before the Facebooks and Twitters of the world, I kept journals. Well, I randomly selected three things I wrote in there and slapped them here on DonnyLB.com. After reading them again, do you know what I realize? I was an ooey-gooey, emotional mess! I suppose that’s not much of a revelation, but it sure feels like news to me. Sure, I still might talk a big game about love and how much it means to me and all that, but nothing compares to the post-adolescent ramblings of nice guy with his heart on his sleeve. Whew, that thing is touching. It also reminds me how naive and foolish I used to be. But, we live and we learn, right?

The love thing doesn’t really bother me. I know I’m still capable of that type and extent of emotion. I’m not a robot nor have I changed all that much–it at all. I suppose I ‘ve just become a little more jaded and careful. There’s still nothing better than the taste of the sweet nectar that is love. Over the years I just leaned it’s a little more complicated than they lead you to believe at the happy endings of stories. The two people may ride off into the sunset in a lovers embrace but who knows whether or not they got the minivan and white picket fence. Ah, journal. You really made me think.

I can say one thing. There’s something I miss about the feel of a journal. The way the pen feels as it glides across the fresh lined paper. The small flash of curiosity that flashes into my mind wondering how long the entry will be and whether it will end up on another page. The barely noticeable jabs my brain gives me when I write sentence fragments (I guess that one is a keeper on paper or screen.) Who knows, maybe I’ll start writing in a journal again. I’m a fairly private person and although I blog, I never write down very much of my personal life here on the internet.

That’s it for now. Just a short, little entry after a short, little trip down dusty journal lane.