It’s the season of valentines, and to be honest, I kind of don’t care. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a big fan of love. It’s just that my understanding of love has evolved over the years to the point that Feb. 14 is just another day. In my elementary school years, love was getting that special valentine from the boy who sat next to me in arithmetic class. Those were the days when we created mailboxes to sit on our desktop, and we’d walk around the room and put our valentines in each box. My mood would rise or fall …