As Valentines Day fell on Austin, Texas, so too did a bit of snow. It came in the middle of the night and left before most of us woke up. When we did rise, however, we were greeted with sunshine and the sound of water drip drip dripping from the rooftops and the tree branches and saturating our lawns and sensitivities.
Valentine’s day is often a source of great discontent for many. For those without a valentine, it can be an unwelcome reminder of failures and love-strewn embarrassments etched into our lives because calendar manufacturers aren’t sensitive enough to omit it from its February page. Girlfriends worry that their boyfriends forget. Boyfriends wonder if she really meant it when she said “I don’t care about valentines day.”
And cynics have yet another excuse to bitch about consumerism.
Admittedly, and as per usual, I haven’t been anticipating this February 14 (just like I haven’t been anticipating most of these worrisome days). Something is amiss. No one has it together. Nothing makes sense. And the wealth of “Life Affirming Valentine’s Day Celebrations” is making me want to shake a baby. People get so defensive on valentine’s day.
What are you so worried about?
Listen to the water fall and sprawl out in a sunny spot like a happy Ivy cat and try not to feel in love.
I dare you.
No no, don’t start crying.
No, please, not the fetal position.
Get up on your feet.
Stop makin’ tired excuses.
Love is all around us.
It’s written in the wind.
And in the slush.
And in warm scarves and wool coats.
It’s a shame I’m such a bizznatch.
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