To share our lives with anyone beloved (man, woman, beast) will end in heartbreak.
And that is called... mortality.
It sort of sucks. And life is short.
On topic: I asked my friend, a practicing Catholic, what she intended to give up this Lent. The answer, verbatim: "being nasty."
She nailed it. What else matters? You wanna talk about giving up something enjoyable...
As for you, my galvanized friend, you want a heart. You don't know how lucky you are not to have one. Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable.
Wizard of Oz