currently: MINE... er... I mean, "be mine."

*listening to Nine Inch Nails' Downward Spiral*

The dreaded day has arrived! OH THE HORROR!

I'm not really sure why I dislike this "holiday," but if I were to take a stab at it (and believe me, I would), I would mostly likely believe it's because I've been commercially fed this Valentine's crap since I was a child.
*stab stab*
Really, to deeply express your love to someone only once a year, and only because you feel obligated to by commercials.... well, it just seems poor taste to me. It's sweet and all that, but in my perfect piscean romance fantasy... this one day cheapens love. As if love and romance and senitmentality can only be shared one day a year because it's the time so declared by the calendar... PAH! What bullshit.
I'd rather be given 365 love notes written on napkins than one bouquet of roses.

If you're going to do the monogamy thing (and if you're not, you're spreading yourself too thin), then do it to the fullest. Love as if a stream is flowing from your heart to the heart of your beloved and you'll find that a stream flows from your beloved's heart, too. Yours will never run dry and your heart will never be empty.

Sometimes, I think we place too much emphasis on love in my culture.... the wrong kind of emphasis. We're all herded along to find a mate and get married. I don't see much courting going on anymore. Dating is a joke, too. Rather, dating is more like the "in the sack" Olympics. No one's looking for depth in the people they sleep with.
And there's another lovely example of society.
We're told to explore, date, be young--all the while, never told that this is training to find a companion in the future. I have no problem with being young. I encourage people to do it 'til they're old. I kid. Be young 'til you know you're getting old. It's different for everyone. Sad thing is, when most people get this feeling... they start looking for someone, anyone to fill that void. And all because they followed the little and useless advice of the dysfunctional generation before them.

In conclusion, I can only suggest this to my people:
stop placing importance on matters that mean very little in your future. And if you try that love thing, or think you're trying it now, don't glorify or idealize it for a day. Appreciate that you have it at all.