I found this at Gina's. Something to ponder over...interesting metaphor of love.
.. LOVE is much like a dam: if you allow a tiny crack to form though which only a trickle of water can pass, that trickle will quickly bring down the whole structure, and soon no one will be able to control the force of the current. For when those walls come down, then love takes over, and it no longer matters what is possible or impossible; it doesn’t matter whether we can keep the loved one at our side. To love is to lose control. – Paul Coelho, in the book, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept
I am someone who frets a lot - I call it a psychological disorder. I am constantly trying to escape my complex mind which, very often, drives me and my close companions to the edge of insanity. Born under the sun star Libra, I am greatly affected by a disease called "indecisiveness". Nicknames were never part of my dictionary until I met some people who decided to name me "turtle". Soon, I was representing a zoo of hamsters, "sotongs", pigs, cats, etc...