I have come to the conclusion that there is nothing cool about cool aloofness. There was a time when I envied those whom I saw as being distant; the calm ones, detached and seemingly disaffected. The ones who existed on a different plane; who sailed through life with the majestic indifference of a yacht, oblivious to the crude chaos of the dinghy boats beneath and around them. 

But surely this is no way to live. Life is messy, human relationships are messier still. And the ones who are put off by the grime and misery of humanity, who resolutely refuse to get down and dirty, well, I think they are missing out. If you’re going to be in, go all in. Heartache and disappointment are guaranteed. But so is glorious adventure. Bring it on.