They say love is blind but I'm not really sure. Legally blind or actually can't see a freakin' thing?! See there's a discrepency right there. The other day I walked into a shop to buy orange juice and I said can I please have that big one there with the yellow lid - she proceeded to hand me a tiny one with what I saw as a very orange lid! She wasn't blind...but she clearly couldn't see!!! Are there variations on what people deem yellow or was she just not listening? Did she really think her measly orange-topped bottle of drink was the one I was reffering to? Is that the 'blind' we're talking about? Selective blindness? Like when mum chooses to be 'blind' and shut the door on my knee-high pile of dirty washing? Or like the selective deafness my dog has when he doesn't want to come when he's called?
I think you say love is blind because you can't really understand why someone could believe in something that you clearly don't. It explains difference in viewpoints better than anything scientific or religious or even reasonable. You can't understand why Jim loves Mary despite her obviously being opposite to what he needs, so you assume he must be 'blind' - he must really believe the bottle-top is yellow when it's clearly orange. Jim only sees in Mary the things he likes, so you assume he must have some sort of disability of sight for not noticing the other things. He's blind, you say. Love is blind, you say. I wish I was in love, you say, I can see eveything as it is and I think I'd rather be 'blind.'
Don't forget your raincoat x

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