On the night of february 14th 2003, I was given a trail of paper hearts with clues and directions to follow, it all led to one magical evening. The most thoughtful and innovative Valentine's offering I've ever received from any lover. A reminder of how the good times generally make it harder to forget... one would argue that "hard to forget" means that it isn't sought to be forgotten at all. And there's a lot of unconcious truth in that. It's been my experience (and belief) that it is an unknown source that can alter this, either that or time. The remainder of my thoughts on this subject are personal.