Love is in the air

I went to the library today for the first time in months. I’ve avoided it since the whole ‘Donna’ incident from last year, but finally summoned up the courage to re-visit. I’m glad I did, I found a fascinating biography of Dmitri Mendeleev that I didn’t even know existed. And Donna, who stole my heart from my chest and held it high in the clouds, before dropping it down to the concrete and jumping on it, was nowhere to be seen. Hopefully she’s back in Nottingham or Hell with her super, special boyfriend and will never darken my vision again. Wherever she is, I wish her well of course, with the same level of good grace I reserve for the likes of Melissa Rhyke and Radovan Karadic.
The onset of Spring has brought the world of romance and reproduction into sharp focus. Flowers are awakening, hearts are a-fluttering, and animals are starting to rut each other to death in a bid to procreate before Summer. Everywhere I look, there are creatures climbing on top of each other, or young courting couples holding hands and kissing sweetly. It’s great if you’re part of it, but for those of us with as much love in our lives as a rhino has slippers, it’s torture.

RC 29-3-10