There was one fourteenth of February that I went out to see a musical by myself, I had totally forgotten that it was Valentines Day. At that stage I was not in a romantic relationship.
I must also add that even when I am in a romantic relationship I don’t care to celebrate it because I really believe that people that you love must feel the impact of your love whenever you have an opportunity to show them.
I am also a firm believer of celebrating people individually and authentically.
So I am big on birthdays. I think they are more original and personal.
Back to the night of the musical, most people were of course wearing red and white colors it was revolting,
and the couples were all over each other like a bad skin rash, yiiiirrrghhh. At first I chuckled and thought it was sweet but throughout the entire concert the couples were whispering sweet nothings into each others ears making it difficult for single people not to feel like they are missing out on this thing that they all have.
I could clearly see the hand squeezes and the clasping kisses from the back row.
I thought I will quickly get out and go somewhere else so that I can grab a bite and head home.
So I embarked on a trip to have a lovely steak in a lovely restaurant and listen to the piano, they always had this great pianist playing there and
I loved that it was quiet.
Better than a Saturday night by yourself at home right? wrong it was the worst decision I made, I went inside only to be confronted by couples again.
I hated it, needless to say. I don’t like the over exaggerated emphasis on a day that was decided by some people who’s reason for Valentine’s I don’t even know.
I love life , I love those that I love but I choose to celebrate them every chance I get.
So don’t send me roses on Valentine’s day.
Rather call me up to have a nice chat and some lovely wine and talk about our lives and celebrate our achievements and share our dreams.