I found love on a fourth grade playground, in two blue eyes under a pile of Farrah-hair. I found love in a religious high school with twelve students and zero teachers. I found love my second day of work at a discount store; she was hungover and my nose was running. I found love over a 2400 baud modem plugged into a computer that used a 13″ TV as a monitor. And I’ve found people to love on Tumblr, too.
You can find love anywhere. Just don’t make the mistake of seeing it everywhere.