Falling in love is often described as something magical. This is already suspicious, I would say. Because if anything else in life came with that many disclaimers, loss of appetite, loss of sleep, sudden irrational optimism, voluntary vulnerability, we would label it a side effect and immediately consult a doctor. And yet, people keep signing up for it. Willingly and repeatedly. Sometimes even enthusiastically.

At the beginning, falling in love feels like a personality upgrade you did not authorize. Suddenly, music sounds better, coffee tastes deeper, clouds are fluffier, ordinary days develop a 50s movie filter. Even your own thoughts become slightly dramatic, as if narrated by someone who definitely charges extra for emotional depth. Read more