With Valentine’s Day just around the corner I’ve been thinking about the meaning of love.
Anybody who has been reading my tree of thoughts has to know by now that my brain got tangled up within a net of numbers.
The panic and anxiety disappeared over time as my mind slowly worked to untangle the mess. However, my relationship with numbers will never be the same as it was before all this happened.
Now that I’m a little past middle-age, my definition of love has changed since I was a hot and bothered teen. Many people confuse love and lust. Love is far more valuable than lust, even though the latter can be terribly tempting.
Love means consistently showing up to help and support one another through good times and bad. This kind of love involves unpaid time and personal sacrifices.
Nothing is more consistent than 24 hours a day for 7 days a week. We often write this as 24/7.
Today I wondered what the number would be if I used the slash bar as a division bar. Since old habits die hard, I picked up a calculator and divided 24 by 7. The digital screen showed the numbers 3.428571429. I then added up all the digits and I arrived at 45.
I already associated the word ‘love’ with the number 54 since l=12, o=15, v=22, and e=5.
So, after all this nonsense, I determined that 24/7 does indeed equal love.
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