Valentine's Emancipation

Crappy Valentine's Day. I chuckle. Why in the world do we spend time being bitter on such a simple day? Yes, yes. It's a day created by capitalist entities to capitalize on our guilt over not monetarily expressing our love for those we care about. AND, I fully understand the socialization of the feminine gender in American society. Cinderella. Sleeping Beauty. Beauty and the Beast (probably closer to reality when we think about it). The process begins before we have any skill for discerning "entertainment" from reality... Blah. Blah. Blah.

Can I let you in on a little secret? We're adults now. Surprise. And aside from taxes and other responsibilities that make the gift of adulthood something we might gladly exchange for the carefree liberty of childhood, there are good things about being an adult. The best being that as an adult with a vote and a free will, we do NOT have to play by ancient, illogical rules bequeathed to us by some mythical ancestry. We can choose not to be restrained by the bars of our socialization. Let's grab the key from the hook we pass every single day going out the door to work and let ourselves out. It only takes a sec. And take off that silly mask they gave you, too, because you can't see a darned thing. Just do it. Doesn't that feel better? You can see. You can breathe. There's nothing in your way. Now, we can get on to the business of experiencing the myriad shades of love that we've been missing all this time--the purples that emanate from our families; the pinks radiating from our friends; and the pulsating reds from our very own lovers.

I said all that to say this--free your mind and love will follow.