Had an eye swell over this week. Went to get something and then this girl was very sweet and empathetic with me. And to be honest, for seconds I enjoyed it. It's been a while since someone totally unrelated to me showed concern for my well being. She asked what happened but I kept quiet because the eye swell is a collective reaction to how I'm feeling.
Hours after we've parted ways. That's still all I think about. And I must say it makes me feel happy. Sometimes we dwell so much in our hurt, anxiety, that we forget there's still lots of good out there in the world. I hope I continue to receive more good and kindness. I hope I improve myself so I can be a source of it as well.
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'19' Last Days Of Being a Teenager |Memoir
Non-FictionNotes on Coming Of Age and stuff.