"Would you or could you ever love something that is unattainable?"
"Yes," I replied.
Yes, You don't have to own everything that you love.
Yes.
Absolutely, yes. Yes with abandon. What is more deeply felt than love
for the unattainable, the dream, the vision, the illusion even? A love
that consumes and overtakes.
Yes. To live and die from moment to
moment. To be between it all, both inspired and depressed. To be made
to live and breathe and fly and to have your heart impaled and stopped
in the space of seconds.
"Yes," I replied. "Yes."
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