Too bad people don’t fall in love at the same pace, at the same time, for the same reasons, and too bad those emotions don’t move simultaneously. But each act of madness moves at its own pace, one not dependent on the pace of anyone else. It isn’t like tandem skydiving, where you are connected as you fall, where you are forced to fall at the same rate and use the same parachute. Falling in love is a solo act. I know that, had learned that the hard way. You just jump and hope your parachute opened. Sometimes you look up and see you are falling by yourself, the object of your desire still on the plane, not interested in jumping, watching you descend into that scary place alone.
Eric Jerome Dickey














