February 14th just brushed me by. It's 15th now.
Happy Valentine's everybody. When I was unattached Valentine's was a day to go crazy and publicly display affection to anybody you want regardless of sex. It was hell fun saying 'I LOVE YOU' to every 'honey', 'darling' and 'dear' you see. I still remember all the pre-Valentine's little art sessions, trying to make something for everyone I treasure.
That included you. But things are very different this year. I must say, forcefully holding back my tears, that this is the most uneventful Valentine's ever. No presents aside (I can't expect much now that I'm isolated from the rest of the world), everything that happened was everything that happens everyday. THERE. WAS. NOTHING. DIFFERENT.
Not until a call, from none other than Aulia, which reminded me that in some corner of this globe, I was still thought of on this special day. That was really a great consolation. Aulia you really rock, buddy! I really, truly, madly, deeply appreciate that.
I believe, that when there's a will, there's a way. It's either you want to do it, or not. It is as simple as that. Aulia was the best example. Distance doesn't matter a thing if you truly care. And if you don't, standing right in front of you won't mean a thing either.
So I'm giving more thoughts into excecuting that little 'plan' I conceived of late. Angel Ivy, I'm sorry, but reality tells me now and then faith isn't real at all. It is not that I'm succumbing to obstacles and challenges, but I've got to do what's best for myself, and Devil Ivy has a point in that.
