Maybe love and writing functions the same. There is this effortless flow to it. I find that the social game in life kind of puts a strain on actually feeling what we feel. It's almost a form of love-blocking because we are so busy re-enacting kind behavior. (At our best.) I think it's the same thing with writing. We can effort to write or we can just write. These two things feel very different.
RE: On love and for loss