Kindness
This is the time of year for continuous action. Action motivated by kindness, for if it is not kindness then what is it possibly for? The fear of ignorance or ridicule? But just because this time is all action does not mean we should not believe all things should be done for kindness all times. And today I have a long way to go.
A tiny crack opens, where, I heard, the light gets in, that ting crack perceived through these tired eyes that will not let me rest until I have finished a witty, or at least clever note, a short note will do as long as it is not only its brevity that makes you smile. Two nights without sleep and I fall apart.
Out of the way
There is still kindness in the streets, and in the stores. There are still folk...
