I think I'm supposed to say something about Valentine's Day and it's frustrating and crazy and who has time to acknowledge one single day which is supposed to be every single one of the days. We're never not to love except I have threatened to punch someone in the hysterectomy a few times this week. And that's not nice and there's been less sleep and a date cancellation and I get to go to a class and sit through three of them.
In four hours and twenty-eight minutes we will celebrate love, but for whatever lucky star I am sleeping under I got to party with it a day early. I am so very grateful for that.
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