Sunday. Valentine’s Day. As predicted, it’s snowing. Again I’m spending this day with the person who probably loves me the most. Myself. And I’m not sure if that’s even true.
I didn’t feel like going to the store yesterday so I don’t have any chocolate and I really, really, really need it today. That sucks.
I thought I was going to see only romantic movies on TV but instead of that, it seems it’s Jackie Chan’s day. Maybe it’s better that way, probably the “perfect couple” would kill me right now.
Crap, I only wanted My Prince here with me, eating chocolate coated black grapes and holding hands.
Maybe next time. For sure, next time.
Have a happy day full of love and if you get the chance, have some cinnamon hearts for me.