Writer's Block: The Meaning of Love
Aug. 25th, 2008 10:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lunasariel[Error: unknown template qotd]To me, love in the broadest sense means being able to spend a lot of time with someone (i.e. spend a week at their house or vice versa, or take a long road trip together) without wanting to stab them with a spork. But that definition, for me, includes family and friends as well as lovers in the traditional sense. Romantic love is where you trust someone enough to let them see you at 5:00 in the morning, when you haven't brushed your teeth or hair or showered for three days, and you know they trust you in the same way.
But for me personally, it's oddly enough all about book recommendations. If a casual friend or fairly distant family member recommends a book to me, I might or might not read it. But if someone I truly love recommends it, I will read it, for better or for worse, and I expect them to do the same.
I haven't always thought that much about love; up until early high school I took the traditional attitude that love is merely mushy poems, woeful sighs, and doomed romances that only serve to gum up the works of an otherwise good story. Obviously, now I feel a bit differently.
But for me personally, it's oddly enough all about book recommendations. If a casual friend or fairly distant family member recommends a book to me, I might or might not read it. But if someone I truly love recommends it, I will read it, for better or for worse, and I expect them to do the same.
I haven't always thought that much about love; up until early high school I took the traditional attitude that love is merely mushy poems, woeful sighs, and doomed romances that only serve to gum up the works of an otherwise good story. Obviously, now I feel a bit differently.
