The Suprasternal Notch
I know we're supposed to be angered by bullshit holidays that have been trumped up by corporations in an attempt to sell cards and flowers and chocolates. We're supposed to pretend that we're bigger than wanting tokens of affection and whatnot, but you know what? I LOVE VALENTINES DAY! Really! I think its sweet! And, I'm sure its a shitty day if you've lost a love or are pining for someone, but I think the reason I love Valentines is that it's a day where we can shower our friends with love. Plus everything is pink with hearts and doilies and it's adorable and if you don't like those things, you're a fucking monster!
Adorable Montpelier, VT. Taking QUAINT to the next fucking level.
This year, as with most years, I am sans a romantic valentine. I know, right? It's hard to imagine that someone would pass *gestures to the husk of my former self* THIS, up, ya know? But its true. And thats ok! Because again, today is a day to celebrate all the people in your life that make the days a little bit brighter. The friends who have been there through thick and thin. Friends who know where the bodies are buried. So, I did this year what I do every year: I craft dumb homemade cards - which inevitably leave me with hot glue burns and glitter scattered all over my stupid house - but they're crafted with love, and I enjoy making them. The heart wants what the heart wants. And I'll engage in some self love (so far today's involved a car wash and talking myself out of cutting bangs, which if the most love you can give yourself). Tonight I'll go to the local Methodist church to get some ashes smudged on my forehead while partaking in the start of my favorite of all holiday seasons. This means I'll also get to stumble around my little town, which is fucking adorable and COVERED in hearts. Every shop window, every church window, every window in general, is decorated with hearts that kids colored. It's intense and peak quaint. It made me want to cry it was so adorable. Welcome to fucking Vermont! And, after wandering around this fucking Hallmark movie set, I'll settle in and watch my favorite romantic film- THE ENGLISH PATIENT. Do NOT come at me with your hate of that movie - its a phenomenal book and an even better movie. Full stop. I love it like many of you love your own children. I would never make fun of your children so do not make fun of that movie. This is a hill I will die on...speaking of dying, thats the way I want to die - alone in the cave of the winds, surrounded by paintings, a beloved copy of Herodotus, hoping my love will come and save me before I croak, but knowing he won't. THATS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL AND SAD AND IT SHAKES ME TO THE CORE. Thats fucking ROMANCE! Anyway, I hope you have a lovely Valentines - either surrounded by those you love or thinking of them from afar.
And in case you need a soundtrack for making up or breaking up - I've got you covered xo