amnesia

lesson #1 : unless you want to stay wide awake until 3am, do not drink coffee at night.
lesson #2 : it's stupid to expect different results if you keep doing the same things.
lesson #3 : when it's time, it's time. ready or not.
lesson #4 : the things that run through your mind from 1am onwards are not true/reliable/accurate. do not believe them. especially when you start to think you suffer from amnesia, instead of insomnia.
lesson #5 : next time, do yourself a favor and take a pill when the clock strikes 12.

fortunate accident

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.

-- Captain Corelli's Mandolin