I don’t like to measure worth on whether or not one is in a relationship or how successful or unsuccessful one’s love life has been, how many relationships they’ve had, or how many times they’ve been kissed.  It doesn’t mean anything to do so; loving someone is only supplementary to life, even though it can immerse you once it happens.  Besides, if I were to measure myself this way, I’d be pretty low down on the worthiness scale, and that’s not how I think of myself at all.

It can suck to think about being alone on Valentine’s Day, of course, but it’s not as if this one particular day makes a relationship any more special than it already is.  If you love someone enough, you should tell them that every single day.

Not as if that idea is anything new.

However, all I think of when Valentine’s Day rolls around is the year 2006 when I came home from school to find my dog dying on our kitchen floor.  We put her to sleep later that night.

It’d be nice to have something else to think of, just for once.

This has been a post of non-connected thoughts.

1. paulosthegreek liked this
2. giraffesandgibberish liked this
3. cmmcguire liked this
4. maggiemeister posted this