365 Days Of Love. Day 42

Last year, around this time, I read my first Tom Robbins book. It was one of those books that I didn't want to stop reading, but because I never wanted it to end, I self-pryed the book out of my hands after only a few pages of word swallowing. The question that perpetuated the book was

How do you make love last?

I won't tell you the end of the book, but I will recommend everyone pick up a copy Still Life With Woodpecker. It is, by far, the best book I've ever read regarding love and relationships (through the lens of absurdity-you'll understand the latter part of this statement when you read the book). The question that drove Tom Robbins to write, though, has been haunting me lately.

How do I make love last? How do I keep my spirit open and inspired every day?

The answer(s) to this question seems too reaching, but so necessary. Perhaps, the pursuit to this answer will be the mysterious treasure hunt I've been looking for since I was little. All I know now is that love lasts when it is is sought. Even when sought, though, the degree to which love embodies itself within me is varied. This leads me to ask,

How do I make the greatest love last?

I went on a run and a bike ride today and I contemplated these questions. This post has no conclusion, no answer(s). Yet. Perhaps as the days of love unfold into words on this internet blog, I'll figure it out.