I thought random acts of kindness were good things.

They are;  you don’t always see the reward. A discrepancy the other day made me falter. It was literal, it was reciprocal, and it was sad;

When you give, you don’t expect to get; you just become disappointed.

A little thing like going out of your way to hold the door at a gas station for a stranger (where she fails to simply hold it open for you) can change the way you look at the world, but it doesn’t have to. Our world is not the world and so we are adept at change.

I love you guys.Love each other, too.