 Feeling: like a fish without water.
Listening To: John Mayer, Comfortable
Reading: A Door Away From Heaven
Eating: leftover chicken alfredo Randumb Excess: Valentines Day is the most emotionally draining day of the year with the exception of the rest of February. Quote of the Day: "Don't hang on to hope." |
February 14, 2k3...
I realize that I declared that this year for the first time ever, I was protesting Valentine's Day. And while I'd love to salute the ground-standng Singleton in me, I am too romantic to pass by such a sweet and pink holiday. I know, how deliciously sappy of me.
February is a hard, hard month for me and I find it ironic that what once was the most amazing and groundbreakingly beautiful month ever in my life is now the darkest saddest and most bittersweet. The truth is that no matter what I say, reguardless of how many times I turn red in the face with betrayal, beyond the terrible stories that I tell of discarded admiration, and in the core of every ridiculous argument we've ever had, and no matter how many friends get furious at me for feeling this way, I love him still so terribly, deeply and so often. Some days, I really hate me for it... but nontheless...
Today, just like the rest of everyone, I commemorate true love, and the fact that I had it, enjoyed it and celebrated it at least once in this lifetime.