valentine's day...meh.

i'm kinda in between tavie's outlook of "take it outside" and steve's near contentedness. i guess my feeling is, i'm *almost* not nauseated by the whole thing. this is the farthest i've been from puking as coworkers and family members get flowers and big boxes of candy and i sit wondering where did it go? where did my love of love go?

since my last relationship, i have hated hearts and anything heart-shaped, sappy love songs and of course valentine's day. and i'm not going to wonder what's wrong with me and why don't i have love... i haven't exactly invited it. sometimes when it does come, i drive it away either not recognizing it as such or doubting the sincerity of it.

however, in the last few years, i've had some pretty big people in my life fill the pretty big hole in my heart albeit with a little room to spare. my valentines are my bestest friends and while i can't be there to give them flowers or candy, i know this kinda love i can handle.

a bad case of verbal diarrhea from Cheryl 19:49