Usually I'm against Valentines- what it stands for, the stigmas, the loose symbolism. It's a shitty holiday purely for the expenditure of money, with the by-product of singles being made to feel even worse.
I'm also against "love" as an emotion as ascribed by our Hallmark Overlords. Care,compassion, friendship, kinsmanship and intimacy, I believe in. They're tangible- love, is not. So like many conspiracies, is probably fabricated to create paranoia. I'm hesitant to celebrate V-day for this reason.
But, you know, sometimes I may just feel a twinge of something which encompasses those things I believe in, in varying degrees, and I know that other people feel these too.
For just one second I'd like to put down the tinned spaghetti, step out of my hardened EM-proof Fallout Shelter shelter, and do something nice for Valentines, risking post-apocalyptic nuclear radiation and hideous mutants.
So I began thinking- why not do something nice for those collation of things on a day when in thoery I'm supposed to be celebrating it's evil doppelganger?
Then the song ended.
Then I had my material.
Let me be clear- this is NOT a Valentines comic, nor about love, this is a comic and kindling romance that is the trademark conjoining of friendship and intimacy, and I'll be honest expressing how hopelessly terrible I actually am at emotions anyway. Kind of a raw cut on it, I guess.
Also, The entire written verse of this comic is the first verse of "Chin Up, Boy" by Big D and The Kid's Table. If you want to hear it(and quite frankly you probably do, it's a neat song, in a neat album) -please do go and hunt down a copy of the album. It's "Fluent In Stroll", you won't be disappointed.
Toadie Out.
