It's been ten years. Let's see how I've fared with this abominable day:
2005
My
first girlfriend and I started dating in October of 2004, my Freshman year in
college. We dated for most of the Fall, and over the Winter break we did
separate internships. I went to live in a Zen Buddhist monastery. It was there,
via email, on February 14, that I was informed after having a ‘discussion with
Jesus’ she could no longer pursue a physical relationship with me. My first
girlfriend dumped me on my first Valentine’s Day.
2006
I was
single.
2007
Living
in Leeds, England, I skyped with my girlfriend in the States, who had received
my Valentine’s Day gift, and thanked me for it. I thanked her for the copy of
The Film Snob’s Dictionary, which I secretly was offended by. She proceeded to break up with me a week
later. I learned a few months down the line that, as of that Valentine’s Day
she had already begun cheating on me.
2008
I was
single.
2009
This
was the Valentine’s Day I spent in New York’s Port Authority. I’d not caught my
flight out of Albany, and so was taking Greyhound to South Carolina, instead.
(They *literally* said the next available flight wasn’t until Tuesday.) As I
got into the infamous Manhattan station, of which I was already
well-familiarized, I called my girlfriend, who was in NY at the time for an
internship. She was wonderful enough to meet me down there, and wait in line
with me at, like, 2 in the morning, and it was by far the best Valentine’s Day
yet.
2010
I was
single in Reno.
2011
I was
single in Singapore.
2012
I was
single somewhere.
2013
My
girlfriend of the time lived across the state, near Hartford. I was in Madison,
on the Connecticut shoreline. My work friends and I all went to Ashley’s place,
and had a nice dinner. I had worked all that day, and was going to work all the
next day, and couldn’t make it up to Hartford to see the girlfriend. I stole
into the family den for a private phone call for us to say how much we wished
we were with each other. A week later a box of See’s Candies arrived in the
mail. This is my second-best Valentine’s Day.
2014
I was
single.
2015
Well,
I’ve got five days, folks…
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