Love is a strange thing. I’ve been writing about it for years and I’m starting to believe it’s not definable. It is formless. There are no hard lines. My views and perspectives and defintions are ...

When people imagine a connection, they often picture intense moments of emotionality. But the real connection lives in the non-events that repeat without fanfare. We are conditioned to think that ...

Ask anyone about their first love and notice the way their eyes shift. There is often a pause, a soft smile, or even a subtle ache that rises in the silence before they answer. First love is not just ...