I am different. I am driven.

I am driven by a romantic notion/impulse of life. How this came about, I don't know. It just happened. I have come to believe that I was put on Earth to love. To explore the concept of love. And to live a life of love. Exactly what that means, I don't know. I am feeling my way. To the point of being driven. Compelled. To live my life one day at a time. And to go with the flow. To my destiny. As a lover. That is my purpose. I go wherever the flow and inclination takes me. To Italy. To Germany. To Scotland. To Iceland. To the middle of the Mediterranean Sea. Yes, to exotic places. To Paradise. Yes, I acknowledge that I am crazy. Beautifully, magnificently, ecstatically crazy. That is the nature of love. I once thought I would live out the rest of my life in complete solitude. Alone. Merely dreaming of love. Rather than actually living it. I suspect that is what many of us do. We become afraid. To pursue love. True love. And we go to our graves. Without ever having really loved. But I am different. I am driven. --Jim Broede