I didn't know Mom sent me a little something for Valentine's Day until she texted and asked if I had received it.
Not yet, I said. But I had a hunch she sent it to my former address so I told her I had transferred already.
But she said she addressed it to my office ... (ok...) in Diliman, Quezon City. Ayayayay! My office is along EDSA.
So goodluck to the gift but nevertheless, I appreaciated the act and the thought.
Talking about Valentine's, some of my friends and I spent it partner-less but not loveless.
Had dinner and then went to a bar to listen to some love songs. We were basking in a different kind of love: the platonic, almost holy love, amongst friends, which to my mind is longer-lasting than romantic love.
And hence, my Valentine's was still about love but of a different kind: the kind that enriches ... after which, all my succeeding love(s?) shall be patterned after.
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