To each his own. It's a lot easier to appreciate love when you're in love, I suppose. When you've been away from it as long as I've been, it has that same feeling as trying to toss a dime into a dinner plate at a county fair. Yeah, you might get it once in a great while but for the most part, it's just a scam. Somewhere at some time, someone sprayed the dinner plate of love with cooking oil.

And yet we still reach into our pockets for another dime....how strange.