Be my Valentine.....oh fuck off!!
I’m dragging.. I think I’m experience an insulin shock from too many candy hearts. I hate corporate America and their damn holidays. Land of the free, except when it comes to any holiday that happens to have been perpetuated by a card company. Then everything is doubled in price. Valentine’s day is the celebration of the patron saint of love St. Valentine. I wonder how god feels about greed and lust.
I didn’t think this day would really affect me. I feel strangely alone and rather uncomfortable in my own skin. I have something inside that wants to crawl out screaming and then run away. Whoa, ok I’m getting a little deep here. Step back, take a deep breath, count to ten.
I don’t have anything planned. We decided that we wouldn’t do anything simply because of the commercialism of it. Everyone is expected to do something, so we’ll do the opposite, real original right?
I’m sure the night will again consist of some heavy discussion of the present and future. The past is avoided simply because it was a time where I was happy and she was not. Now, due to my past, I’m miserable and well so is my wife. Nothing like wallowing in self-pity to add levity to an already crap day. Did I mention that it is raining? Maybe I’ll lick a wall socket, that would be something different…..
