Sometimes I feel alone. Some days are long and hard. But when I look out into the world, I am struck by the impossible beauty of it all. Those billions of magnificent accidents that led us to where we are today, that led us to paper planes and nautilus shells and the tiny, crooked smiles of children. When I think about al the small perfections of the world, I have faith that my time will come. I have faith that someday, a warm light will flood over me and I will find peace.
– A passage from All My Friends Are Dead by Avery Monsen and Jory John
The end of 2014 was tough (example 1, example 2). Somebody out there was reading my depressing posts, feeling bad for me, hoping I’d get back to my happy self. This someone felt bad enough for me that they bought a few gifts to help me get out of my rut. Somehow, life got busy and those gifts were delayed by a few months. It was probably for the best though, I can understand the humor a lot more now than I could have in December. Reading “All Your Friends Are Dead” after losing my kitty and being dumped would’ve been like pouring salt in my wounds. Reading it now, however, really makes me laugh. I mean, shit happens and sometimes life sucks – but there is always a silver lining. I always bounce back. We all do.
Anyway, these gifts arrived last week, and I was completely overjoyed. I may have been down on my luck for a hot minute in December, but even then, I was still one of the luckiest people alive – People are always doing the kindest things for me. I had a moment to reach out to the person who sent me this care package. We haven’t talked to each other for a couple decades, so it was really nice to talk about our childhood and catch up with where life has taken us. One surprising thing that came from our conversation was that we both had crushes on my next door neighbor. Scandalous! I wish I could turn back time knowing what I know now. She and I would’ve had a blast! Thank you so much TT!
Why is it that people are always so kind to me? What have I done to make so many people love me the way that they do?