rationality : who needs it?

it's clear to anyone who's been in love that the rational thinking process goes straight to hell during the initial onset of love.

especially in the shadow of impending, inescapable separation, rationality seems to take the back seat and hand the wheel to illusion, wishful thinking, and rash decision.

such things as moving to new states, quitting jobs, spending large amounts of money, abandoning long-plotted plans all seem like splendid ideas, as long as out-of-reach love has befuddled the long-term planning.

and yet, who is to say that this is not the best time to make decisions?

i am reminded of one of CS Lewis' Narnia books, The Silver Chair, in which the Narnian prince is held mentally captive by the evil witch. For an hour each day he is bound to the silver chair, with standing orders that anything he says is to be forcefully ignored, for this is the hour of his insanity. (SPOILER ALERT) It turns out, of course, that this is his only hour of sanity during the day, the rest of his hours being under the influence of his bewichment.

and so it may be in real life, that what seems to be sanity is insanity, and what seems to be love-blinded irrationality is my first experience with sound thinking in many years.