Valentine’s Eve

Are our relationships defined by shared experiences, or by our objective liking for the significant other? Is it possible to tease the two apart?

Here’s a thought experiment:

One day i have an extreme, highly specific case of amnesia. All the memories i have of my S/O are wiped clean, as if he never existed in my life. If we spend some time together, will i fall in love all over again?

Or was the first time i fell in love because of a set of circumstances, happenings, coincidences, that predisposed it?

I want to believe that it’s the former. That i can have amnesia once, twice, more – but in every instance i would fall in love as i did the first time.

Even if we didn’t hit all the highs or weathered shit together, i would love him because he is kind, strong, funny, respectable. I would love him because he’s the one i want to go through the highs and the shit lows with.


Ohey, it’s an hour into Valentine’s Day. An appropriate post for the occasion, for once. Today (yesterday?) caught me in terrible menstrual pain. The late half of the afternoon had me completely incapacitated, curled up fetal-like in bed. I could not stand for more than a minute without feeling bile rising.

Less than an hour later i had menstruheat (it works!), panadol, and a cup of warm water delivered right up to my bed. Thanks HS, although you just spoiled your own market for Vday because no other gesture could be as touching as running several pharmacies to find me pink Panadol.

On this note, sleep i shall. First day of many many that i’ve willingly stayed up this late. My dedication to blog these days is astounding.

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