some days i think that i must be in love.  actually, im fairly certain that i am.  its kindof the only explanation, really.  why else would i be like i am?  people describe what a person is like when they're in love, and i have all the symptoms.  i find my thoughts wondering to that which i love, and i feel giddy, my toes curl, my heart beats faster.  im restless, i cant stop smiling.  i want to hug the whole world and dance outside in the sun and talk and talk all day about the object of my affections.  i want to laugh and cry and jump up and down really fast.  i want to sit quietly forever and sing a million love songs.  i want to never have to think about anything else ever again.  i figure that must be love.

i know youre all wondering what im talking about.  theres no knight in shining armour come to sweep me off my feet and ride into the sunset.  there isnt even some pathetic teenager shuffling his way into my life with valentines and conversation hearts.  there isnt anyone at all.  there is just me, and all the rest of the world, and the people walking around on it, and the air and the trees and the grass and my birds chirping behind me, and im absolutely crazy about it.  and so i guess that means im in love with the one behind it all...cuz what gift is more dazzling than the whole world?  and who wouldnt blush to receive something like that?  theres a reason they call us the Bride of Christ.

and that, my friends, is the coolest thing i know about.