Belated P.S.A to Valentines participants

Happy Belated Valentine’s Day! To all the couples out there, good for you. Keep gifting suffering by not paying attention while carrying your overstuffed bears and balloons you feel is best to carry through the narrowest, busiest spaces because those clearly are the best areas to traverse with obnoxious objects.
To the others, who may (or may not) proudly call it Singles Awareness Day,
Run!
Run for your bloody lives, don’t look back! The chocolate ice cream corporations are buying into your single lives! They will own you! Become absorbed in books and vanilla ice cream instead. Give ‘em a literature and cream twist!
I am a member of a couple (...what other members would there be besides two?) but it’s within the last year so Valentine’s Day is still relatively new to me. Before that, I was a proud celebrator of Single’s Awareness for years and I ate chocolate by the boxes. I have a serious addiction problem when it comes to chocolate.
Yesterday, I rediscovered this old game I’d forgotten about: Herdy Gerdy. It was actually a hidden gem of a game, but I remembered the thing I always ran away from throughout the game: the neon pink bear. It’d eat my chicken-things and ruin my fences.
What if, when he was chasing you, he didn’t want to undermine your herding abilities, but he wanted a hug? His arms were outstretched! Although I'd be super pissed about being chased through some obscure forest or field full of rocks with bare feet like the kid from the game was. That's freaking painful.
So next year, don’t run from the pink bear. Give a Valentine. Give the poor guy a hug.
And that’s how I discovered my personal compassion and kindness.