So today was an okay valentine\\’s. Compared to other mondays, it is good.<\/p>\n
When I arrived home today, I was surprised to see a bouquet of roses on the front steps. I admit that my heart skipped a beat wondering if it was from someone. I muttered outloud, \\”Are they for Marina?\\”<\/p>\n
I looked at the card and gave a sigh expressing a combination of relief and jealousy. The roses were for Carol. I gave a weak smile for myself and opened the door. I carried the vase to the dining table and left them there.<\/p>\n
Then I gave myself a nice 20 minute nap. <\/p>\n
I went back to campus for a meeting then came back home. To my surprise, Carol came down and told me that the roses were for me too. Wait a minute, a surprise for me? I read the card…and it was from Jeff. \\”Carol and Jenn, Because the donuts could not be as sweet as you guys – Jeff\\” A few days ago, we had gone to his place with donuts, milk and a pineapple in an attempt to cheer him up. How appreciative!<\/p>\n
Yet…I wonder why my name wasn\\’t on it. Why was my name not the addressee? Maybe just a little thought, but I wonder if I am a little harsh sometimes. am I sometimes not nice? Do I push myself in places where I shouldn\\’t be? Do I ignore sentimentality too often? Am I afraid of sensitivity? Am I that afraid of awkwardness?<\/p>\n
Nonetheless.<\/p>\n
I really hope he feels better. And perhaps this isn\\’t a sign of goodbye. <\/p>\n
Most of all, it was appropriate for v-day. Being single doesn\\’t mean anything. It doesn\\’t.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
So today was an okay valentine\\’s. Compared to other mondays, it is good. When I arrived home today, I was surprised to see a bouquet of roses on the front steps. I admit that my heart skipped a beat wondering if it was from someone. I muttered outloud, \\”Are they for Marina?\\” I looked at … Continue reading valentine what?<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-179","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/179","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=179"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/179\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=179"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=179"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=179"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}