"I feel infinite."
I'm freaking the fuck out because I'm home for the weekend. Home is not a problem--small doses of family business is good for most people. My main concern is that I want to scream in excitement and desperation because I have found the one person that I cannot live without. I'm scared( and I love it). I want it all, everything: fear, hope, trust; perfect imperfection. All I want is everything--anything anyone could ever ask for.
"I ask myself how I could give in to this perpetual vertigo that I in fact provoked and feared. I floated among erratic clouds and talked to myself in front of the mirror in the vain hope of confirming who I was. My delirium was so great that during a student demonstration complete with rocks and bottles, I had to make an enormous effort not to lead it as I held up a sign that would sanctify my truth: I am mad with love."
- Gabriel García Márquez
"I ask myself how I could give in to this perpetual vertigo that I in fact provoked and feared. I floated among erratic clouds and talked to myself in front of the mirror in the vain hope of confirming who I was. My delirium was so great that during a student demonstration complete with rocks and bottles, I had to make an enormous effort not to lead it as I held up a sign that would sanctify my truth: I am mad with love."
- Gabriel García Márquez