Ah, yes...it's The Valentine's Day Post.
A couple of days ago, I was feeling particularly low and composed a whiny, bitter, sad entry regarding my being alone on yet another Valentine's Day. It was so bitter and sad and whiny that I immediately reconsidered posting it and, after sleeping on it, definitely decided not to post this particular raving. Re-reading it, I wouldn't have wanted to date that person and I can't imagine anyone else wanting to either. I was ill-treated by men in 2003 and I still sometimes let those feelings get the better of me.
To all of my friends who are now part of couples (indeed MOST of my friends now): I salute you. I esteem you. I honor you. And I'm a little jealous. I want what you have and I'm not sure how to find it. I am not sure I am capable of finding it.
With a view toward taking my mind off my myriad troubles, I splurged and bought myself a cheap ticket to see tonight's performance of Encores!'s Can-Can at City Center. I will be very high up and very far away, but I will be there and that is the important thing.
And I will probably see Jeff and finally get to meet his boyfriend. I'm looking forward to meeting Matt, but, yes, another happy couple and me alone. Whee.
I hope one day to meet someone who is as interested in spending time with me as I am with him. But, until that happens...
Good night, my someone.
Good night, my love.
Sleep tight, my someone.
Sleep tight, my love.
Our star is shining its brightest light,
For good night, my love, for good night.
Sweet dreams be yours, dear, if dreams there be --
Sweet dreams to carry you close to me.
I wish they may and I wish they might.
Now good night, my someone, good night.
"True love can be whispered from heart to heart,
When lovers are parted," they say.
But I must depend on a wish and a star
As long as my heart doesn't know who you are.
Sweet dreams be yours, dear, if dreams there be --
Sweet dreams to carry you close to me.
I wish they may and I wish they might.
Now good night, my someone, good night.
Good night! Good night!