KABAM!

and i'm back with a vengeance. ok - i'm not really back with vengeance ... i guess i can't claim that until i've written multiple entries in a short period of time. so - we'll see on that one.

all this talk of valentine's day made me think back to last year at this time when i was actually keeping a note book (apparently if it's not homework, i don't do it ... where is my willpower, man?) ... it's sad that i have things in my note book that are just waiting there, just waiting to be used. and then, of course, there are other observations that never need to be shared or aren't particularly interesting. and for some reason, this it what i wish to write tonight. (go figure)

i remember last year, wandering the mall on valentine's day - for some unknown reason, i had for once decided to partake in the silliness. although, really, i think i was really more inspired by the prospect of chocolate than i was about valentine's day itself.

i had never been in the mall on valentine's day before. and never before had i seen so many men, alone and en masse in the mall. line after line - just full of them. (of course, only at the proper places - the florists, the chocolatiers ...). some men were walking in straight lines, determined to make it to the subway to commence the commute home when they'd do a double take at the line, furrow their brow, sigh and walk to the end of it. never had it been so obvious what a duty, what an obligation valentines has become. but even so - the little girl in me still sees some magic in the little candy hearts and red roses. it makes me miss the day when we skipped around the room sprinkling cartoon festooned cards into the construction paper mailboxes that we so lovingly taped - and later ripped off and dumped - to the front of our desks. oh the days of innocent bliss - how i miss thee.