Friday, February 14, 2020

Beat it

The cold swept in last night, and it's a fine morning to stay in bed with someone you feel good staying in bed with. This particular morning, I'm that lucky guy.

The Valentine's Day hustle is on. A manufactured crisis of expectations, disappointments, anxiety - a set up for failure. Next year you will be quietly expected to out perform this one. Consumer love.

I'm counting myself lucky not to have to contend with it again this year. Cuddle oneself, I always say, it's cheaper.


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