Thor spoke today of a Midgardian holiday, one that is all the rage amongst his friends and admirers. A day called Valentines, where they obsess over the over-romanticised attractions between one another. Of course he would love it, he gets endless gifts from dazed maidens who have fallen for his muscles.
However, I cannot help but think on this holiday despite my initial disgust for what it has turned the palace court into. No doubt right now you’re celebrating it on Midgard, secret chocolate gifts and exuberant declarations of affection. Try as I might to dismiss the idea, I cannot shake this most unpleasant feeling, at the idea of you performing these rituals for a schoolgirl crush. Of course, knowing you that would hardly happen, you always have scorned the gushy and surface portrayals of love. Love is something so much deeper, something to be celebrated, but not trivialized the way so many seem to.
I miss you now more than ever before Lorelai, I miss your hum