dear friend,
last night i took a walk in the dark. the air was warm and smelled like good perfume and laundry detergent- you know, the kind your mom only buys when it is on sale because it is expensive but smells so good. it was like that. and i just thought. and today i was walking behind a middle-aged couple holding hands. and i wasn't sad. i was very happy for them. honest. and that's how it should be. i hope you don't think i'm weird for thinking this.