Tomorrow my love comes home, in two weeks it’s Valentine’s day… Makes you think about love…[sigh].
For some reason – don’t ask me why – love is associated with your heart. I know this doesn’t sound very romantic, but maybe because the belly butterflies were mistaken for heartbeats? Anyway, I don’t know more about this rather important (not even heart shaped!) organ, except the fact that it pounds, thus pomps oxygen rich blood through my body, faster when I am stressed, exercize or think about ‘him’ and that it has been broken several times in the past… On this site, I have assembled my heart again. I also performed open heart surgery, but, oops, the patient did not survive ;-(
