Pilgrims 2 (3,4,5.....~)

This little pilgrim is getting tired.... this journey can sometimes be very thirsty, hungry, tiring and lonely. This little pilgrim needs some rest. There is no map and no house or place to rest. Just the road, endless road.

Must Love Dogs

Hi! I 've just seen "Must Love Dogs". It's 12:30 AM and I am delighted with that cute romantic comedy. My life is a romantic comedy, because i prefer laughing to crying (otherwise one could say my life is a tragic comedy). Oh, boy, to be or not to be? To do or not to do? Why love is so difficult even if it is not love?
Everybody wants to love. Do u love? How do you know it's love? Can someone really give a good definition for love? You can love just one person in your life? How many people can you love? All at the same time?

What makes a person loves another person? What links you to that special person? Do you have butterflies in your tummy? Can you love someone you've never seen? Can love change its form? How do you know what you feel is love?
Can just feeling good to be love?

Why are men so different from women? And, at the same time, are they that different? Don't we all want to love and feel loved? Don't we all want to spend beautiful moments together with another someone? I think not everybody does, right?
Why do we, women, see and perceive things so differently from men?

Is it possible to have total connection with someone? In the way of thinking, humor, the way of kissing and hugging and the way of perceiving Life and the world surrounding you? Why can't life be just as a romantic comedy, where in the end the main characters end up together, talking about how they met and how many years they've been together?

Why do we, people, have to have different affection necessities? Why liking someone and sharing time and affection has to be so complicated?

He watches Dr.Jivago in his house, while mourning his feelings. I cry. I used to play that song. So beautiful, so sad.... one of the characters recites Yeast (is that how it's spelled???) - BEAUTIFUL. Words about love....oh, boy.... what is the border line between liking, loving, desiring and just fantasizing? I've gotta buy that soundtrack. The songs are awesome. And some feelings are just translatable in a woman's voice.

Is it the internet the new channel to connect people and create love ties? Not only love, but also real friendships? I want to think so.

For how long a beautiful love story has to last? Years? Months? Weeks? One week? 4 days? 2 days? One afternoon? Can that moment be forever?
Can one love someone one has never seen? Is it possible? Can it be real? How real can real be? How to define "real"? How to define what is right or wrong? Is it the same answer to everyone?

Does love end or change?

What will my end be? Like a leaf in the wind, as free as it is possible to be, but always alone?; or like a leaf, that is carried by the wind for some time, and finally rests under a beautiful tree, merges herself into the tree's root and become part of what the tree is, giving flower, fruit and seeds, and growing generation after generation , until all about running the world in the wind's wings are just memories of the past? Will my end be totally free and alone, or will I have someone at my side on a sunday morning and a home (it doesn't matter if it is a house, an apartment, a trailer or just a cabin) full of love? I think I want to be the leaf that ends up remembering the old times in the wind, but that has grown roots and generations after her. No one wants to live alone. Not even the wind. It always carries some leaves with it.