Love will be a frequent blog subject, it is that which drives each of us each day. This love. A love of someone, a goal, love of a possesion. Which altogether are diferent kinds of loves. The kind of love I believe in is the kind of love that most people I think in some way or fashion want. A Chivalrous love, a love of equality, a love of knowing that the person you are with is the person that feels and sees life in the same manner. Having lived 33 years, I must surely know a thing or two about loving.
Elementary school, my first Kiss. Nelson, I don't remember his last name, but it was in Chicago, and it was at Water School, to which I attended during 1-5 grade. I detested it, but that is a blog for a later date. I remember liking Nelson, I can somewhat picture him, dark chocolate brown hair, popular. He liked me and I liked him, that was how easy it was to be boyfriend and girlfriend. I also remember thinking wow.. how do people kiss without the nose getting in the way. So much was my frustration about the first kiss that I watched commercials very intensively attempting to find out how it was that people kissed without bumping. In fact so much was my interest that I remember the first comercial well as th two who were going to kiss covered their face with beach umbrellas.
