Facing more math

Along the lines of the last equation, this one is about inevitable loss which I am sitting with now.

Loss = Love/Pain <<1

The activity of tango dancing is taking an ever greater toll on me in terms of body and soul, and unlike other activities I've recently given up for various reasons, this one is harder to let go, yet the pain, physical and psychic is mounting and begging the question.

So here I sit ... with bouquet of garden artichokes.