We should all be so lucky.
I feel that I should say something here. Maybe something about humanity. Maybe something about our new-fangled history, or criticizing us smartphone-having whippersnappers. But we’re already reading this in our own vernacular, right? I could speak of the greatness of regression, as progression continues, but no one would care, or even know what I am talking about.
In all seriousness; this is love. I wish this was a constant for all. But the sad fact is that we most likely will never be this way. Very few of us will ever encounter and be enveloped in love like this.