:: Saturday, February 14, 2004 ::

Normally I hate Valentines day. Yes, indeed, it does stem from a long line of solo Valentine's days... in fact, I believe today is my 21st consecutive. However, this isn't just about bitterness. I also take issue with a day of forced love. Single or not, it creates a whole lot of pressure and expectations and stress. But finally, it's the commercialism I reject. How much money is dropped on red heart cards and dozens of red roses and bottles of red wine?

The world will be drenched in red when I step outside my door this morning.

But this year, I have decided to say fuck it. You can't hate a holiday simply because you feel excluded from it. You can't tell people not to celebrate what they have because you don't have it. Then we'd have to get rid of mother's day, because not everyone has a mother, and father's day, and so on. And then we'd never celebrate anything, for fear of offending someone.

So today I will look around at people carrying cheap red boxes of chocolates and red roses drowning in a sea of baby's breath and opening red envelopes containing red cards, and I will enjoy it. Because I mean really, you can't look around at that much love and not have a little bit of it rub off on you.


~song~ Wyclef Jean - Gone 'til November

:: Katy 1:50 a.m. [+] :: ::