Ever Since the Fire Went Out
February, the month of Eros. St. Valentine’s day is smacked dab in the middle of it. All the malls are decked in red and pink hearts. All the singles ladies looking for the single men. All the married men looking out for their ladies. You’ve got your honey, too, don’t you?
Well, hold them tight. They are dear and precious. No matter what they’ll see you through. You can be bad. You can be good. You can be crazy. You can be boring. Your love will always stand by your side. That’s what love is.
Me? I’m going to Jackson.
