Oh gosh, as I type the date for this post, I realize that its Valentine's Day. The day where everyone that is in a relationship puts on a show to profess how much they love their significant other. Russ Parr said it best, its a day for you to get gifts at work to show off. A competition of sorts, and why should I be surprised, this is an American made and profitably holiday. When its Thanksgiving, its who cooks the best macaroni and cheese or bastes the best turkey; when it comes to Christmas, its who gets the best gift or newest toy; when it comes to Halloween...well you get my point.
As much as I try to push past the commercialism of the 'holiday', I can't help but feel that I'm missing out on something. For the 22 V-Day's that I have lived through I would consider only the ones after 14 to count. And for each of those I have been alone...single...without a date. Oh well, I guess its tradition and a tempo set for the rest of my life...or something I can't see yet. I pray its the latter.
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