Keep chasing pavements

As much as I don't celebrate V-day, I can't help but notice it.

It doesn't hit me so much in the face anymore like before, since I am no longer in school and I don't have to suffer the balloons, flowers and couples. And let's hope my mom (given that she's ill) forgets the usual question tonight.

But everyone's on a wishing spree - it's as if Christmas happened all over again.

Happy Valentine's Day. Happy Friendship Day (Pfft yarrite, no such thing, ok?), Have a good SAD (Singles Awareness Day). What else have you?

I don't know, and I don't really care, except, I must say, V-day takes the romance out of love. Ironically.

Why would it be special when everyone else does variations of the same thing with their partners on this day? Pfft.

You know what's special? Telling your loved one (family member, friend, partner) that you love them when they least expect it.

And don't stop telling them. A hug, a wish goodnight, a bowl their favourite tauhuey when they're ill, a few words of encouragement when they're down. Treat them well. It could be the most random thing, but you never know when you will never see them again. I know I long for these everyday gestures all the time.

So, those of you spending money and time with your loved ones today, I'm sorry, but I think you've been suckered. You've been led to believe that days like V-day, Christmas, anniversaries and birthdays are important.

Every single day, every single moment is important. Time is always slipping away, and if you're only going to celebrate love a few days in a year, you're doing it wrong.

Here's some Murakami if you don't buy me: On seeing the 100% perfect girl one beautiful April morning

Should I give up
Or should I just keep chasing pavements
Even if it leads no where?

Or would it be a waste
Even if I knew my place
Should I leave it there?

Adele - Chasing Pavements