Who am I?

I love chocolate
but prefer fruit ice cream.
I am spontaneous
but also like plans.
People say I am different
but sometimes I just feel all the same.
My sense of orientation is excellent
but there are moments I just don't know where to go.
I am happy
and grief-stricken melancholic at the same time.
I am forward-looking
but also like to wallow in nostalgia.
I love to loose myself in daydreams
and can't sleep at night.
I try to be confident
but now and then doubt crosses my way.
My eyes see clearly
but are they able to see through the veiling haze?
I can't decide on my favourite colour,
on occasion it is the extravagant violet
and every so often everything seems painted in faceless grey.
I like silence
and sometimes can't stand it.
I think I know myself
but betimes I feel like I don't...

Flowers or Cauliflower?

The yellow press has no other topic any more. All the florists are on it. The restaurant owners too. They will laugh up their sleeves about the exorbitant turnover they are going to make by tomorrow. Once again, Valentine’s Day madness hits the country. Restaurants are fully booked months in advance, supermarket chains fight each other for the cheapest bouquet of roses and finally the last shop puts up a pink or red window decoration. Billboards with happy lovers all over the place. The extend of sheer commercialism on this island extravagates the threshold of a German girl.
Wealthy London blokes can even hire a Valentine's shopping assistant. A model type female, advising lost men to get their sweetheart the latest Miu Miu shoes, organic beauty products and sensual lingerie - amounting to a total of about £ 210.
So where is the point when you need assistance of someone to choose gifts which were actually supposed to show your thoughtfulness? Complete oxymoron!
Well, may be the act of thinking ahead can be considered as thoughtful.
But honestly, who wants to get some last minute supermarket flowers and sit in a restaurant full of loving people on a day that came out of thin air? Isn’t it better to celebrate love on a special day? Trying to force something special will never be special!

The supermarket boy was also in Valentine's Day mood: Will you receive flowers or cauliflower tomorrow? He tried to be particularly funny with his flirting attempt. Bless him.
I might stick with vegetables and burn some old pictures…