I am reading a fascinating book with the tag line: “thirty true things you need to know now”.
Actually I am 10 pages in, and I have already thought deeply on at least two things he has said. So I like.
In this short chapter he ponders love. He states that in order to determine whether you love someone, consider whether you would take a bullet for them.
There’s something odd about the jumping in to take the bullet scenario.
There’s a touch of dramatics, heroics, almost selfishness. Is it that I don’t want him to die, or that I can’t live without him? Is it actually worse for him if I take the bullet. How does he live with that; I dont want him to live all newsworthy and heart broken.
Maybe I am over thinking it.
Shoot the gun and watch me jump.