Monday

soft.

Its soft out. Someone noticed today or was it last night? Someone Grabbed my hand and just smiled. Was it real? I don't think it meant much to them as it did to me. A stranger none-the-less.

What a night. A walking night, A dreaming night.. A well defined spending night.

I am thankful for it. To have been out in it, Amongst the chaos and the clutter of it all.

Thank you beautiful stranger.
I was left smiling.

Happy and Always

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