This morning I woke up half a sleep about three times because of the smell and taste of burning wood, part of me enjoys the smell of wood burning, as it resembles to me a warm winter evening, or a nice Barbecue outside on a hot day. I think there are three kinds of people on earth when you stack it down a set of stairs, those who will laugh at you, those who pretend to help you get up and then attempt to push you down even further, and then there are those who will grab you and pick you up leaving you better than you once were. They know they dont have to, but they do anyway, and I dont know how to express in words, but Ive seen the face of compassion and you can feel it from people who are willing to help even if they dont have to. When I was feeling very low at one point, and I had no hope left, it was this which kept me going day after day, even if it meant just getting out of bed, when I was irritated and angry for no particular reason of importance, I know how draining it can be around negative people, and now I am aware why so many had avoided me during those times, but the compassionate ones all looked after me as an equal, even though they had the chance to run away. Now to think of it, they did it without the expectation of anything in return, and sometimes even a single conversation in a pub can be enriching and gain you something extra comparing yourself from yesterday, making you grow in character. So I thank all the people who have done this to me, and hope that many good will come back in the thousands!, I am sure it will.
Posted on: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 03:00:28 +0000
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