I’m falling in love with people I think. Its kind of a strange thought to type out, I don’t know.
People are real. People are what its all about at the end of the day. People are important enough in and of themselves to deserve attention and love, not for the sake of whatever I need them for or want them for. I have probably vociferated these ideals for years, but I don’t think I’ve ever understood it really. I think I’ve watched as people have spent themselves on others in love, how tired they sometimes were and got upset, wondering why they did it. Then, I’ve seen how after they love and love and love, love breaks through and wins the day. Love heals the broken and the hurting. I see it and I get frustrated at how to put all that energy out, why it doesn’t work when I do it (and insert every other frustration here) I think I’m finally starting to get it. I don’t need to try to love people with all of my might, they are just lovely and worth loving. People are pretty amazing. they are pretty worth it.
I haven’t posted that much this summer despite the fact that I love summers because I usually have more time to write, but I do miss writing (TYPING I guess would be the technically correct term in our scenario). Hopefully it happens a lot more often.
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