this might be nothing but a dream...

"Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell:

It fell upon a little western flower, -

Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, -

And maidens call it love-in-idleness.

Fetch me that flower, the herb I showed thee once:

The juice of it on sleeping eyelids laid

Will make or man or woman madly dote

Upon the next live creature that it sees."

-Shakespeare's [A midsummer night's dream].

This is my favourite piece from William Shakespeare. In a woodland, and in the realm of Fairyland, under the light of moon, where a ridiculous love comedy was set. Oberon order Puck to help him apply a magical juice from a flower called "love-in-idleness", which applied to a person's eyelids while sleeping makes the victim fall in love with the first living thing upon awakening. And the mischief begins.

At the end, Puck says this might be nothing but a dream.

I wonder the existence of love-in-idleness. Is there a reason that make people madly dote?

If it is so, who is the one in that person you are in love with? Who is the one you sees in that person, or you understand in that person which attractive enough for you and it's different with others?

Good Night. Sweet dream, to the whole world.

Me,

November 24, 2011.