Did I already give away all my candy?

I find myself wondering, on this day after Halloween, if I have already given away all my candy?

The thought’s origin began last night when, after only an hour, all my carefully crafted Halloween goodie bags were handed out - much to the amazement of the empty-handed children standing before me.  I guess that’s what the Pied-Piper felt like when the music stopped.  Children staring at you; hungry for something more.

Now, you there - get your mind out of the gutter - I’m talking about love - not the horizontal lizard.

Love.  Simply love.  Just love.  My love.  Your love.  Our love.  This love.  I can go on forever love.  (Yup, it’s out of my system.)

Sometimes I wonder if we are all provided different types of love; e.g. friend, romantic, bro, ergonomic, family, (I did mean to say the other word), etc.  And for each of those types we are each allotted a percentage and this percentage keeps the world evenly on its axis - without switching polarity or anything crazy like that - I mean north can’t be south and south can’t be north!

Once you reach your percentage - you’ve reached it.  That’s it.

Now there are always exceptions to the rule - look at Mother Teresa - her love had no bounds.

But, we are talking about my love percentage and I just wonder, as I approach 40 with zilch in my romantic love type that if I just have already met my quota?