I’ve been fairly lucky in my past
relationships. Almost all the
women I dated were as anti-material as I am and thought Valentine’s Day to be
nothing more than a commercially driven excuse for romance.
Well, I’ll just have to assume they were telling
me the truth. I may or may not
have done nominal things for them (house work, dinner, etc.), but that is not the
point. The point is: Why should one day of the year be about gift giving,
romanticism, and Hallmark cards?
I hereby declare today Anti-Valentine’s Day.
For the coupled folks: Go and do your consumer
things. I won’t hold it against
you. But you bloody better well
have a romantic escapade again before next Valentine’s Day. Love encompasses all time and no
time. A calendar day does not love
make.
For the single folks: Do not sit at home and feel
sorry for yourself. So what, love
hasn’t found you yet this year.
Don’t let February 14th be a day of PBR and sorrow. I guarantee you, there are many a-folks
sitting at the bar being miserable for no good reason.
If you feel miserable about being single on
February 13th or 15th, I can’t help you.
You should do the opposite today.
Go out to a bar, look for that lady (or gent) who seems to be as
miserable as you, and ask them to be your “anti-Valentine.” You may not get their heart, but you’ll
at least get a smile. And
hopefully a phone number…
Personally, I could care less. Today is just another day. And yes, I’m the type to pull practical
jokes on April 2nd too.
I close my Valentine’s day rant with one of my
favorite songs of all time. I
really wanted to send these lyrics to an ex-girlfriend of mine, but that’s even
a little churlish for me.
You Don't Know What Love Is
You don't know what love is
Until you've learned the meaning of the blues
Until you've lost a love you've had to lose
You don't know what love is.
You don't know how lips hurt
Until you've kissed and had to pay the cost
Until you've flipped your heart and you have lost
You don't know what love is.
Do you know how a lost heart fears
The thought of reminiscing?
Lips that taste of tears
Lose their taste for kissing.
You don't know how hearts burn
For love that cannot live yet never dies
Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes
You don't know what love is.
You Don't Know What Love Is
You don't know what love is
Until you've learned the meaning of the blues
Until you've lost a love you've had to lose
You don't know what love is.
You don't know how lips hurt
Until you've kissed and had to pay the cost
Until you've flipped your heart and you have lost
You don't know what love is.
Do you know how a lost heart fears
The thought of reminiscing?
Lips that taste of tears
Lose their taste for kissing.
You don't know how hearts burn
For love that cannot live yet never dies
Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes
You don't know what love is.
~
Elvis Costello & Chet Baker do a magical job
of emoting the meaning of the song.
Enjoy today as if you would any other day – whether you have a date or
not!
~
I have much to do this evening (people still
work, it’s not a national holiday), but tomorrow I’m going to write about
checking up on your potential dates.
It’s actually an extremely serious thing and don’t want to rush through
it.
Rest easy single people – the day for love shall
come.
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