Practice 'Self Love'

“Everyone's in love right before they orgasm.”
The Chemical Buddha never felt more in love then right before he orgasmed. Which led him to wonder if he loved the orgasm or the person who was helping him achieve it? There was no doubt he loved himself. But just because his right hand could bring him to orgasm didn’t mean he loved it any more than his left hand or for that matter, his feet. He also wondered, "What is love anyway?" Is it comfort? Is it familiarity? Is it an earth shaking blowjob? Is it seeing yourself (or someone like you) outside of yourself? Is it some combination of the four with a heavy emphasis on blowjobs followed by projection and comfort? In The Chemical Buddha’s estimation, familiarity, if it applied at all was waaaay down the list. He was familiar with people he hated (or loved less). If anything, familiarity seemed to only lead to farting in front of each other or brushing your teeth while your lover took a stinky shit. And that felt like the opposite of love to him.
What do you love about others?
What do you love about yourself?