Ozonḓu Chronicles: Valentine’s Day – Stay in my lane or switch lanes?

It’s Valentine’s Day.

And here I am… single.

Peacefully single.

Softly single.

Slightly mischievous about it, too.

I keep wondering, what does one gift a man on Valentine’s Day?

As a single person, perhaps I should stay in my lane. Mind my business. Romanticise my own life. Buy flowers. Light candles. Cook for myself.

And I have done all of that.

I’ve solo-dined.

I’ve watched the movies.

I’ve bought myself roses.

I’ve plated my own dinner like someone was about to fall in love with me across the table.

And truthfully? I enjoyed it.

But today, if I’m being honest… I feel a tiny shift.

Not sadness.

Not desperation.

Just… a craving.

Because the truth is, I like doing special things for a man, especially one that I love. I like the softness of it. The thought of cooking him dinner. Setting the mood. Having his kids slide down my throat. Being playful. Being intentional. A slow smile. A knowing look. The kind of energy that doesn’t need to be loud to be felt.

But here’s the plot twist.

I don’t think what I’m craving is romance.

I think I’m craving connection.

The type that leaves you lighter or that energises you.

The kind where you laugh so hard your stomach hurts and you forget what day it is.

Maybe what I want today isn’t a Valentine.

Maybe I want proper hangs with my friends.

Girl talk.

Silly jokes.

Deep conversations.

That warm, safe, “we can conquer anything” energy.

Because adulthood doesn’t give us enough of that.

So today, instead of questioning whether I’m bored of being single… I’m choosing to honour what my soul actually wants.

Connection.

Joy.

Presence.

And if one day I do cook that dinner and light those candles for someone deserving?

It will be intentional.

It will be delicious.

It will be aligned.

But today?

Pass the wine.

Call the friends.

Let’s celebrate love in all its forms.

Single doesn’t mean lacking.

It just means I haven’t settled.