The Depths of My Heart
Well, I have to express my innermost thoughts somehow. Until I build up enough courage to bring this into reality, tumblr.... This is who I am, no one said you had to like it.
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I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the door for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even when you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runaway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to him, try to be larger than you are— particularly when it’s difficult. People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (“I’m not a big one for paying compliments…”), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter, a bit more Gene Kelly dancing in the rain.
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Turning into a fat piece of shit. Official diet mode starts tomorrow. No excuses.
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