[V] is for Valentine

I know the 14th February is long gone but you can actually still celebrate all the others St. Valentines. July will be full of them. 6th, 25th and 30th July are all dedicated to St. Valentines as is 3rd November and 7th January. Valentine was a popular name back in the day.

I think it would be nice to have a special day not on 14th February, no? Don’t get me wrong, flowers, champagne, chocolates and great food make me happy but I cringe at the social obligation we are force into coming up to the date in the middle of the second month.

We should be celebrating love and tell people we love them. And not because the calendar say it is time to do so.

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V in the A to Z challenge.

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[Q] is for Queues

20140419_114841I have come to the point where my drafts, ideas and notes are on so many different papers, in so many different places and in different forms that I am getting lost in them. For me to function, I need to stay organised however my strongly developed sense for neat piles and lists is being seriously challenged by this overflow of things that wants to be finished.

Pros: I have ideas.

Cons: The aforementioned ideas are in the queue waiting to be developed into meaningful or otherwise publishable pieces.

And queues are the thing I have a problem with. I am not patient. For me to join a queue means that whatever is at the end of the queue is life-and-death important. Otherwise I wouldn’t bother. Queues hinder progress. I live in the UK. The British citizens are very organised while queuing. I have never thought I will find a nation so immersed in the culture of queuing. Then I visited Brazil. Let’s just say that the conclusion of this trip in regards to the issue of queuing is that the United Kingdom has still a lot to learn.

My queues are based on tiredness, formed around lack of time, mixed with impatience and a dollop of laziness. They are flavoured with the fear of failure and soaked in the despair of self-doubt. No wonder I’m avoiding them. Please someone tell me to stop moaning and get over it. Please, I beg you.

Q in the A to Z challenge.

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