Blurb my brain:
Roses are red, violets are blue, valentines day is no fun, if you have no one to screw.
I never claimed writing poems was my talent.
And furthermore, I have someone, but he is of course not here. Really, I am alright with that. I am not used to him being gone but I have accepted his absence. Today just seemed shadowed by sickness and tiredness and the supreme desire to love myself and take the day of.
It's not even a federal holiday. What use is a holiday if showing up to work isn't worth time and a half?
I like valentines day only because I get super excited to give gifts. This year I couldn't even do that because money sucks.
RAWR.
Happy Sap Day.
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