Even if I'm in a relationship, I'm not really a fan. Being single... well that one's obvious. And while I am proud of the fact that I'm independent, it doesn't mean that sometimes I don't become a bit bitter. *ahem*.
"When it comes to love, there are a million theories to explain it. But when it comes to love stories, things are simpler. A love story can never be about full possession. Love stories depend on disappointment, on unequal births and feuding families, on matrimonial boredom and at least one cold heart. Love stories, nearly without exception, give love a bad name . . . .
It is perhaps only in reading a love story (or in writing one) that we can simultaneously partake of the ecstasy and agony of being in love without paying a crippling emotional price. I offer this book, then, as a cure for lovesickness and an antidote to adultery. Read these love stories in the safety of your single bed. Let everybody else suffer."—Jeffrey Eugenides, from the introduction to My Mistress's Sparrow Is Dead
[source]However, at least I know Valentine's Day won't be a complete bust this year. It looks as if I'll be seeing South Pacific at the Playhouse with a good friend on the 12th.
And, of course, while we're on the subject of February 14th related things, I encourage any and all of you reading to become informed about V-Day. Not the day of candy hearts and red roses, but rather a global movement to end violence against women and girls worldwide.
A book, a musical and most importantly a cause to stand behind. Pretty stellar line up if you ask me.
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