…..and we somehow rendezvoused at this specific place and this specific point in time, through no conscious decision on our part, and we found ourselves, for better or worse, falling in love as the sun shone down upon us and the days spiraled out of control not unlike dandelion fluff being relentlessly buffeted by a late spring gale. We were simultaneously struck by a bolt of lighting, but this bolt of lightning energized both of us with a measure of affection that we had never come close to experiencing before in our short lifetimes. Time held virtually no meaning to us and earthly concerns held even less. We existed in a vacuum that blocked out all niggling nuisances such as when, where, why, and how. The world didn’t stop spinning for my lover and me that fateful May but it may as well have; we paid no attention to minor details like night and day, eating and fasting, chasing after money during the workweek, acknowledging close family members and associates, and paying homage to a Divine Being whose presence could never be ascertained. But little did we know—my lover and I—what the far-off future held in store for her and me, and when you stop to think about it…..that’s probably a very good and prudent thing too for two wholly virginal people so hopelessly besotted with one another before the twin monsters of heartbreak and cynicism inevitably wreak their vengeance by burrowing deep into human consciousness….
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