Funny, how fate never takes a day off…
Mere hours after complaining of the superficial direction that February 14th appeared to be heading, what else do I find awaiting me at my first class than this single crimison blossom, “admirer” in tow. A late gift, not because he forgot thought – It’s true that he had mentioned his dillema the previous day, so it wasn’t a last minute idea.
I put this in quotes simply because it is a complicated, confusing matter, as matters of the heart usually are. For now, I will accept this at face value, flattered, slightly embarassed, and very appreciative of the friends I have.
Maybe it’s not such a bad holiday, after all.
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aww and it’s so pretty :)