After the trip to the kitchen for a glass of cold water, he slumped into the sofa as the encore airing of the popular drama starts. Grabbing the remote that was conveniently next to him, he began changing the channels. But nothing sparked up his interest.
Pushing himself out of the sofa, he walked towards his work table and there was the long untouched journal. Taking the journal and flipping through the pages he reread his past thoughts. Realizing his lack of writing has given him an idea, pulling out the chair, he took a pen and began writing on a brand new page.
"Love could be related to interest if you think back about it. Interest comes when it intrigues you but it may fade away just after one night. Just like love, you can say you're in love but no one knows how love works and it's not impossible to fall out of love the next day."
"Love is also said as the highest level of interest. But being in love and having interested are actually two different things. Even if you're really interested in something or someone, it doesn't mean you're in love with it."
"But our vision are always too clouded to see if it's interest or love."