Painting and Loving.

Today my history professor brings up that last night he read his students bio's for this class and came upon a student that said their hobby was painting and loving. The whole entire class started to laugh and he continued to say that he just started laughing out loud and told the class it "was awesome. Painting and Loving. Who would write that because... my friends... that rocks?"

Me.
I wrote that.

Its true, I love to love a friend, a family member, a boy I like, a stranger, the kids I nanny. It is a great virtue and its depth is endless. Loving, a hobby that is never unsatisfying and something that can never be mastered-once you think you've discovered the core of love, there's just a whole new core waiting to be found.