HAPPY BEHEADING TO YOU

For this season of drawing hearts, I’m officially back to my old tricks again. Trying desperately to be romantic with my true love, writing.

Fun Fact: Birds choose their mates in Mid-February. hmmm..

I’ve read somewhere that St. Valentine is honoured for continuing to marry lovers without the approval of the Church. He was busted and beheaded on the 14th of February.hence.

Anyhoo, I’m writing because I made this an awesome realization that it’s never too late or too early to really start sharing and stop feeling so shy and foolish about loving myself or another. Y’know how we sometimes get caught up in trying to understand how it works? Well, come to think of it. It’d be much easier to just love love love love.

I know what you’re thinking. You think I’m in love? That’s funny. Of course I am. With you, silly. with Science of Sleep, with my three cute little puppies I only get to see on weekends, with new vocabularies, with old photos and jazz music, with the moon (been thanking her for being a friendly stalker for years the same way I thank my lucky stars), with my coffee now grown cold, with cheesecakes and for being able to wear a silly grin and when asked why, just shrug.. with everyone that’s patient and allowed me to grow, adjust, regroup and fall in love while I tolerated my fair share of torture.

Anyhoo, whilst being bombarded with pre-packaged romantic bliss of speed dating and other love-for-sale activities, let me at least throw a Happy Beheading greeting to you and your loved one(s).

And for loners like me, may you be successful in finding your bird.

Your Valentine if you don’t have one,

lady-loves-a-lot

other possible title for today’s entry:

*the more I’m single, the more I blog about it. (toinkz!) :p

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