Love This

“If love is the answer, what the hell was the question?”
Unlike most, if not all Buddhists, The Chemical Buddha never believed that love was the answer to everything. He thought ‘like’ was a decent answer and so was ‘fuck buddies’ or ‘pound puppies.’ Did the answer always have to be love? As the western love holiday of Valentine’s Day approached, TCB often tried to figure out what the fuss was about. If love was the answer, did he need to love just one person or could he love every hot, attractive, fuckable person that he saw? That at least was an idea he might be able to get behind (or on top of). He could ‘love’ them, at least until he’d seen them naked and/or came. Then he would be off to find a new ‘love.’
Who/what/where do you love?
Do you think there’s a ‘right’ way to love and be loved.