I feel like I have forgotten what it is like to be in love. Or rather I’ve busied myself so much these past years in trying to forget. Yet it still lingers on my soul. The sweet taste of it, the dizzying feel of it, all swirled together to knock me back. Acting has helped me open up in so many ways and I cannot even fathom how love would hit me or affect me now. It intrigues me and I would wish to know and experience it. Yet the truth of it I find is that I’m still afraid. I’ve conquered fears these past years. Yet, still do I hold out on this front. To love again.