Valentine's Day, Ground Hog Day.

Meh, it's hard to feel romantic when faced with a mountain of work and no slaves or worker monkeys to do it. I even have a meeting today, and you know how I feel about them. The current project I am working on requires meetings. With people. How annoying.
But for other souls more joyous and romantic and not forced to dress and go to meetings, today is a day of hope and heart and commercial bollocks. Cards will be bought, received and delivered, flowers with notes will wizz thither and yon, texts will buzz non stop, dinners will be booked, hands will be held. Some people might get laid. Some people will feel unloved and dejected because they don't fit in to the kodiak moment of scripted love (not Tilda Swinton it has to be said, forges her own path with romance that woman, she was excellent in Constantine too)
Whatever, I didn't get to sleep until after 4 in the AM so I"m feeling particularly fragile and as romantic as a three day old piece of poo.
However. At some point today I'm sure nineteen cups of coffee will kick in and I will open my other eye, so keeping that in mind, romance.
What is your most romantic/and here's mine...
Film- Moonstruck, I love it. I love it to pieces.

Song- Isha D, Stay. Means a lot to me that song, it can make my black heart melt slightly.

Book- The End of the Affair -Graham Green. Actually, this is probably not the most romantic of books, but I can almost feel every single tremor of hurt and anger in the lines and it had a hell of an effect on me when I read it, so it's in there. I remember reading the Thornbirds as a youth and being beguiled by it too- although I can only imagine what I'd think if I read it now.