(letters to humans, the documentation of human experience and encounters told by moi.)
dear human,
the fact that you said my name today although we've literally never talk made my day 100x better. it wasn't anything extraordinary, you were just asking me a question about rice and beans, but you said my name and that made the world of difference. i don't know why-- i've never quite been able to figure it out, but when i hear someone say my name, it makes my twisted human heart swell. i guess it's just the thought that someone cares enough to remember who i am.
so yeah, thanks for that.
love,
the girl who cut off 8 inches of her hair, however it still looks relatively the same. #dontevenask #curlyhairproblems
currently quoting:
“That’s what stories are for. Stories are for joining the past to the future. Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can’t remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember except the story.”
— Tim O’Brien, The Things They Carried
Ohhh, man. Yes...names are like so much soul, and when someone says something with your name at the beginning it goes from just talking, to talking straight to *who you are* even if it's something simple. I love that. And the quote at the bottommm...oh my goodness. <3 Hope you don't mind, I linked up one of your blog posts in my last blog post!
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