Whether to keep grasping for intangible dreams and risk that moment when, so certain you've caught those elusive precious wishes dancing before your eyes, you open your tight-clasped hand and find nothing but empty air...

How can you/and should you make rational decisions about love when your heart, for all the logical fit, cries out for passion?

Spend too much thought and energy trying to rationalise love, turn round and find your wallet is gone...

I did find it again, luckily intact, but not without great stress and a long and tedious retracing of steps.