Valentine’s Day, Unfortunately Relevant
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Thursday. For years Valentine’s Day was excellent anthropology because I could watch everybody else become irrational. This year I have compromised the experiment by acquiring a boyfriend. Yuri gave me something small and actually personal instead of one of those enormous objects apparently designed to announce romance from across a railway station. I loved it. I gave him music. Hikari and I absolutely did not compare what Yuri and Marico did, except that obviously we did. Erick listened to us for five minutes and said heterosexuality appears administratively exhausting.
Fair.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.