Day 13: Petites choses

It’s the little things that matter

the dark cabinet full of old books

the way a child leaps into a puddle without hesitation

the buses that are never on time, but always arrive

the cars who stop for you when you’re not at a crosswalk

the woman who’s nice to you at the bakery, even if you don’t know her name

the coworker who makes you feel at home

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