Miss Prissy

Lighthouse beacon-
The Crimson blaze of her lips
through the fog

There are things I can abide, like frigid weather in January, or dealers who make mistakes, or people who put the toilet paper on backwards. But I will not abide a world in which you wake up and think you are unloved or unappreciated. And before you roll your eyes at my use of the "L" word, let me clarify. Love is a word that so many use and yet misunderstand. "Science" is another such word. People think science is data, facts, figures, charts. The distance from earth to the moon, the mating habits of the Wildebeest, the valence of electrons orbiting an atom of strontium. Science as a noun. But that's only a small part of science, those things are merely the by products of science. Science is primarily a verb, a method, a way of interacting with the world. But the interaction is more important than the data, in fact, if a new interaction contradicts the old data and can be verified, then the data is discarded. Love too, is misunderstood. People think love is a powerful emotion you feel for another person. But that's only a small part of love, that emotion is merely the by product of love. Love too is primarily a verb, a method, a way of interacting with people. Interaction based on mutual trust, mutual respect and honest communication. Thus, when a person says "I love you", they shouldn't just be describing an emotion they claim to feel, but rather making a statement about they way they have interacted with you. There is no electronic gadget that can verify if a person feels a certain emotion, but anyone can look back at interactions and see if they have been loving or not. They can lie (or be wrong ) about their emotions, but not about their actions. And so, knowing that, know this. That whether you speak to me or not, every morning I wake up and pray that this is the day that I get the chance to love you the way you deserve to be loved. 

And until next we meet, may all your potatoes be sweet (and dusted with cinnamon.)