Valentine’s Day in Finnish is Ystävänpäivä. Literally translated, it is “Friend’s Day”, which happened to be true for me today. Most of the time I was with the girls – Kasia, Katariina, Sofia, and Ina. They made me smile and laugh so hard that the flu didn’t matter for a while. The ketchup joke was the best, especially with the trick of luring the person to my seat and the imagination of dropping a ketchup bag then gradually standing up with the person‘s hand holding my wrist “Oh, you like ketchup, too?”. I’m laughing again now, oh well ~
And so, even if this happiness cannot cover for that hopeless happiness which I still hoped for all the time in my mind, it’s meaningful as it is and not any less precious to me. All the images – the food line, the tea corner, the side portrait, the posture of looking down to the newspaper which was held by both hands while the face was facing toward my direction, the awkward gaze for a second across the room, I will also remember it all.
Happy Valentine’s Day!