those little things…

it’s those little things, that get me through the day.

my dog zipping around, with a piece of hotdog that fell to the floor.

a kind smile from a stranger and a warm, “hello.”

the man actually counting my change back, while making eye contact.

someone asked me, “how’s your day?” and held open the door.

these things make me feel less invisible and more than just occupied space.

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