N/A. Not applicable. It's Valentine's Day and this is the general sentiment I feel. It is neither sad nor in-your-face-woman-power-take-that. It's just, well, N/A.
I sometimes think the media portrays singles on Valentine's Day as pathetic, crying, lonesome people playing "One is the Loneliest Number" or "Mr. Lonely" on repeat or something, but the media fails to acknowledge that some people are more likely to feel a pleasant sort of apathy.
For example, I have no qualms about receiving friendly V-Day cards or chocolates or cookies from friends. I also have no problem feeling like I have to buy these things for others. I do like the color red, so potentially garish Valentine's Day hearts don't bother me as much as they could.
The thing is, I'm a bit too busy with other things in my life to care enough to treat Valentine's Day as, say, Christmas, and I think that's the way life should be. (Sorry, Martha Stewart.)
Now, I'm off to read Daniel Deronda, perhaps do a bit of shopping, and have a relaxing, warm and sunny Sunday, and you know what? That's perfectly fine.
(Feel free to mail the chocolates, though.)
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