Love is not easy…but I am! Ahh, who am I kiddin’. I lost my footing in every dance I ever had with Love, until the age of 26. Then I became Fred goddamn Astaire. But still, Love is wild, wild, wild! I think the possibilities are endless, so long as you live in service of it. Even then, you think you know a little something about it (and perhaps you indeed do), but then wake up in the morning and it’s gone. And no note.