Thank you, my friend.

My former therapist would probably call it insecurity, but i cherish the fact that i am, honestly, thankful for the smallest possible things. I'm surprised when someone remembers my name. I'm surprised when a friend asks me how something went. And I'm so thankful when people actually listen to me. That surprise makes me feel good, so I want to hold on to it. Those little things do something to me. They make me realize luck really comes in little things.