[This post originally appeared in Dullicious, where I blogged as Barbie-dull for several years.]
The other night I took a candle with me outside to sit in the garden. It flickered in the wind. It was tiny against the blackness of the night. And when I brought it back in my room, the light shone differently. It was comprised between walls that revealed its brightness. So I thought about the stars I had just been gazing upon. How they would shine so much more if there were walls around to bring their magnitude to view. And then I thought about love and how it’s a tiny bit like that.