I miss you my people. I mean it.
My day’s lesson:
“The worst case scenario is that no one trusts […] everybody is suspicious“, [if/when you are kind and selfless]
#kindness helps you live multiple lives, instead of one, which is basically only yours.
With kindness, you get a piece of everyone’s lives.
Don’t you be scared to be “human”, the world is upside down, not you for being the way you are, being a “human” i.e. a compassionate.
I miss you my people. And I mean it because ..
I have been tied up with work commitments, leaving me to arrive home late, like you probably, with eyes too tired to open, let alone to look at a screen even if it’s for the one thing i love MOST: talking to you here, instead of to myself or overthinking on my own.
I hope you feel the same, cause this is our no judgment space, as always.
I think of you here, often, and of my not being here every day, especially to legit-ly meet you my new, recent followers and those who have met me through my beautiful new blogging friend Alara Karis:) and catch up with you my beautiful, most unique friends I’ve had in this life, really.
Never thought blogging would help me meet people and get to know them the way i do today and the way we make each other feel through our likes and/or comments.
This platform is by far the most generous: never failing to provide me (and you i hope) support, discretely or explicitly or both at once. It never failed to make me feel safe in my sharing, in listening, reading my thoughts,, giving, generously time among other things, and never failed in helping me find at least one blogger, “like-r” or comment-or who understood exactly where i was coming from..
All my love,
June 14, 2017; 10.13pm