Obsession # 2: Love

Sorry about the long break. There's really no excuse for it: it isn't like I haven't been obsessed with anything for this long. I went through a whole Pentatonix thing (during which I also watched way too many Superfruit videos). I watched a whole season of Blackish, got a new oven and got really excited about that, rediscovered my love for Nutella in a big way but, on the other hand, also got very into how awful sugar is. I also realized I'm not as sapiosexual as I thought I was, because of how much I adore this character named Billy from the (unfortunately) cancelled show Sirens. 

When asked to try the roux

Ah, beautiful, sweet, completely and utterly dumb Billy! Despite all this, there has been a definite undercurrent of math and love in the novella of my life for the past couple. And since math, though fascinating, isn't half as completely indulgent and ridiculous as l'amour, I figure I'll talk about the latter.

For at least more than a decade, I have been fascinated with love. Probably at some point, I even believed in it. A character in a movie, I seem to recall, said something about believing in it if it happens. In my case, love is like any obsession (I, of course, mean the subject of love, not the object). Recently, I compared it to my fascination with Harry Potter (my first recorded obsession). I love everything about Harry Potter, every nook and cranny of that world is interesting to me, but I don't believe it to be true. 

There is something rather incredible about delving into such an abstract, fantastical idea as love. You can give it any shape and form, inform it with everything you've read and seen, take things away from it, and add to it. You can do this on a ginormous scale. There are so many dynamic elements involved. I love writing about love, adding to that nebulous network of living, breathing bloodiness. And I am a sucker for a happily-ever-after. I've read every Julia Quinn book, and watched 78 movies off this list: http://www.imdb.com/list/ls058479560/. My tolerance for bad storytelling has gone down over the years, but there is nothing I love more than a well-told love story.

I'm pretty sure this is one of those things I'll carry with me for a while, and I think that's mostly owing to the fact that I still have so many questions, so many more aspects that pull me down so many different avenues with this thing. I don't have all the parts I need to shelve it, and chances are, I never will.

Here are some favourites:

Favourite Romance Movie: Moonrise Kingdom

Favourite Romance Novel: Romancing Mister Bridgerton

Favourite Romantic Couple: Oliver and Jen from Erich Segal's Love Story

tibi multo amore.

Takeaways: Landon Pigg songs.