Another year, another Valentine’s Day gone by. For the most part, I think if you ain’t got nobody (like me), then Valentine’s is just another day on the calendar – nothing more, nothing less. But, I’m not like some single folks who straight hate on those that are fortunate enough to have someone special in their lives. I got mad respect for those folks because they got what most people want: something real. I know that Valentine’s is a contrived holiday, but I don’t got anything against it. It gives couples a chance to express their love and show each other how much they mean to one another. I mean, for some couples, if there wasn’t a Valentine’s Day, they would probably NEVER show each other any special attention. So, at the very least, Valentine’s gives folks an excuse to devote attention and affection to their significant other.
I haven’t had a Valentine’s in an Atlanta minute (’bout three years), so I’ve almost forgotten the Valentine’s protocol. I’m sure all the high-class joints and establishments will be packed today. I will admit one thing though: I do miss the butterflies-in-your-stomach, I-don’t-want-to-do-a-damn-thing-but-chill-with-her feeling you get when you have something substantial with the opposite sex (or the same sex, not that there’s anything wrong with that). I miss that feeling of wanting to know every singular intricate detail of the person I’m with. That feeling of wanting to know everything about them – everything that has made you love them as much as you do. I haven’t had that in a while and I think that that is something that I genuinely do miss – but, no biggie, I’ve learned that time is the great equalizer in life. Things tend to work out the way they do for a reason. I believe in that.
So, Happy Valentine’s Day to all.