Valentine's Day

I keep a jar of change by my bed, to remind me of how pointless some things are. This Valentine's day I wore every color but red. (At least I tried to)
Valentine's day is an exercise in knowing everything you cannot have. It's very much like walking through a mall with no money, just to stare in the windows at everything that you really want, but also everything you can never have. I don't do that. That's what I would call torture. Speaking of torture, my friend needed some help with the grammar of Spanish. After about twenty minutes of overview, I could see why he hated every language on the face of the earth. This may just make me his opposite in that regard. I love to study and create languages and writing systems like a singer likes to sing or an artist likes to draw or a writer likes to write or an engineer likes to build. Words are my first love. Until then, I am empty of words, go ahead and read something else... (And by that I am talking to myself, because followers are overrated.)

Happy National Loneliness Day...