Young Sally: “He will hear my call a mile away. He will whistle my favorite song. He can ride a pony backwards.”
Young Gillian: What are you doing?
Young Sally: Summoning up a true love spell called Amas Veritas. “He can flip pancakes in the air. He’ll be marvelously kind. And his favorite shape will be a star. And he’ll have one green eye and one blue.”
Young Gillian: Thought you never wanted to fall in love.
Young Sally: That’s the point. The guy I dreamed up doesn’t exist. And if he doesn’t exist, I’ll never die of a broken heart.
How many times in our lives do we kid ourselves and avoid going down a certain path thinking we can protect ourselves from getting hurt? And more important, can we? Can we really avoid breaking our hearts? Or are we just breaking them ourselves in the odd chance that someone else would do it?
Life is short. Live it. Jump in head first. Do what scares you the most. No excuses. No regrets.