“Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.” -William Shakespeare, Hamlet
“Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.”
-William Shakespeare, Hamlet

My opinion about Valentine’s Day has always been a complicated one. There is no way I would ever deny that. On my worst days, if I’m feeling down, it’ll be a more critical view. Frankly, on Valentine’s Day in particular is when my view is at its most critical. I always try to have fun on my own—to distract myself. A few years ago, I watched a Resident Evil film. The day after Valentine’s Day is pretty good though—I normally head to Walmart and other shops for discount chocolate and candy.

I was thinking recently though, as a result of a conversation with a couple friends. Why is Valentine’s Day the way it is? What I mean by that is why is so much stock put on romance on this one particular day with all the themed items available for purchase in stores. The day originally, after all, had nothing to do with this sort of thing. But that’s not the paint that I want to make right now, because if I look at it with as unbiased a view as possible, I don’t actually mind.

The topic of discussion that came up though in the conversation I mentioned earlier was that it may actually be more significant if the guy in question were to just bring home flowers, chocolate, or otherwise as a complete surprise on some random day. I personally would love that more than anything. Valentine’s Day is pushed on everyone. It has constant reminders and so much pressure to do something on that one day. But why is that necessary? I mean, I know that there are a number of girls who wouldn’t mind about not getting gifts on Valentine’s Day (myself included).

The problem, however, with the random gift thing is that it’s not something that could be mentioned at all if it is going to have any significant impact. It’s like in Once Upon A Time where Captain Hook gave up his ship, The Jolly Roger, in order to get to Emma (sorry, first example that popped into my mind at this particular moment). She never asked him to do that, and because of that fact the action meant so much more. So with this situation and Valentine’s Day—the meaning would, theoretically, be higher if there were no reminders and the guy thought of doing something on his own (or the girl, it could go either way).

It’s just a thought. But I like it.


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