Like drops from an IV, little moments of joy keep my melancholic-bent
self alive. They’re constant but small, easily missed. If I remember to look,
these moments are medicine for my soul. This blog is about recording snippets
of hope, joy, kindness and hilarity in my life for my own benefit. If I remember
that I am loved, I will be able to love. And this reality is constant and
small.
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