Don’t hate me, ok?
Ok.
I love Valentine’s Day, because I’m a twee tweederdee at heart. Well. Not all the time but a lot of the time I’m a twee tweederdee at heart. I did make up that word.
I feel like Valentine’s Day is a whole lot like Thanksgiving except for couples. There’s this idealization of “what it should be” and then… the fact that simply having a definition of “what it should be” implies a judgment of what is.
Eh.
Anyway Valentine’s Day is wonderful because it involves hearts, and the color pink, also lace and doilies. It is the only time of year where I will be happy to see a doily. In fact, I hope I don’t have to write the word “doily” again for another year now, or really think about the word “doily,” because it’s a bit similar to “moist.” Why do we have the word “doily,” exactly?!?! I mean. Why did we have to call it that?
Anyway. I am currently experiencing anticipatory grief on behalf of everyone who is not currently and potently in the first several weeks of a blooming romantic relationship, because for those who are in the first several weeks of a blooming romantic relationship, congratulations, Valentine’s Day was made for you, yay.
And I know that everyone else, so, almost all of us, will have various emotions and stuff, and I know there are usually posts that get posted about singles, and how hard it is, and I’m sure that that grief is astronomical for some. And that for many in relationships, the grief is also astronomical.
It’s actually quite good that we are not all, perpetually and infinitely, in the first few weeks of a blooming romantic relationship, because the world as we know it would come to a grinding halt, and no one would show up for work, or do anything, other than be in love and.. things.
Anyway
Thank you for abiding this slightly awkward post, and also, if you’re not looking forward to Valentine’s Day, I’m nodding at you, I’m sorry. As for me I will simply focus on the things that I love about, it which include the decorations and the imagery and the twee, and also focus on what joy I can celebrate in what is true.
