On my flight down to Christchurch tonight, my sister and I
were discussing the feeling that one experiences when walking out the gates of
an airport. When someone is waiting with open arms and an enthusiastic squeal
and for a moment, all dignity flies out the window and you’re left with one
excited soul.
It’s a moment we all to often lose to pride and being overly
self-aware.
We resort to pats on the backs and a floury “how are you?”
instead of suffocation by love and confessions that love is infact everything
we feel.
Make someone feel that today. I don’t care if it’s odd; life
is odd and could always do with another peculiar friend. Hug with your whole
heart.
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