Just when I’m feeling smug about having learned to control my emotions, staying well back from that emotional line, someone I don’t expect – an old friend I’ve never had that kind of feeling for, becomes something more.
It happens in a moment.
I look at him and everything is different.
And then it’s too late.
What’s that about?
Don’t be smug.
The fast way out is an equal or greater emotional response. But how often does someone come along who is really special?
The emotion eventually dissipates, like particles evaporating from a black hole. It happens, but not before the end of the universe.
If you don’t see it coming, what chance do you have?