A gentle smile when you’re down, kind words from a loved one you know you’ve just hurt, the unconditionally waggy love of a dog you left at home on his own all day.
All of these things are somehow representative of a higher type of love.
Think about it, there must be higher love.
Down in your heart and in the stars above.
Without it, life is wasted time.
Look inside your heart, I’ll look inside mine.
No matter what you’re doing right now… dropping off to sleep… waking up to the light… or commuting to work… please take a moment to close your eyes, listen to James Vincent McMorrow and let… the… love… wash… over… you.
I just did.