A Day Late Thanks (+ a date)

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Kindness is driving thirty minutes across town to deliver flowers and breakfast, because. Because sadness manifests within my bones, because hurt festers, because mornings lend themselves to moods, and because I am the messiest amalgam of wayward-ness these days.
Kindness is loving someone in pain, someone who doesn’t deserve it, who cannot reciprocate… loving them regardless.
Kindness beyond what I deserve, but kindness I’m constantly surprised to find myself surrounded by.

 

I went on a date last night.
It was a first date.

And that’s all I’ll say about that for now. 

 

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