today people all over the modern world are rushing around trying to be romantic. if this is what romance really is hinging on, why do we subscribe to it? please, this is pathetic. flowers on a specific day? chocolates and fuzzy bears? why is that romance? what's so special and thoughtful about that? doesn't it seem more "right" that romance would be unexpected kindness? how kind are flowers on a day we are told they must be given? which is more romantic: chocolates and roses on the 14 february, or my favorite ben & jerry's ice cream and a favorite movie when i'm feeling blue? it seems to me that what romance is really about is the care and kindness to find out about another, their joys, their needs, their loves, and then act on that knowledge. romance. unexpected kindness.
happy valentine's day.
thanks mom *grin*