I have found in my life I put love in prison. The logical part of my brain tells me love will slow me down. When My daughter wants to show me a drawing when I am trying to rush off to work. I put love in a work prison. I will stop moving and using logic when I have the time. I will release love from it’s prison when I have made enough money. I will be more loving when I achieve all my goals. That time will never come. I will be just another person on their death bed wishing I would have spent more time loving and less time working. It’s when I slow down and take those loving moments in that I find the happiness I seek. I hope to achieve that some day but until then I will keep drawing these hearts every day.