kindness

i spent the day feeling sorry for myself. laying on the couch or bed. loathe to move because it meant putting the boot on. feeling hungry but putting it off. wanting to shower but not sure of how to go about it. do i do it without the boot? do i do it with boot in a bag? how do i get safely in and out to and from? before i used to use the scooter...

finally i ordered pizza. i met the delivery lady in my slobbiest clothes, gnarly, nesty, hair askew, puffy bags under my eyes.  i paid debit. i looked up from the machine, passing it back to her. "i don't need a receipt," i said. " you have very beautiful lips." she responded and smiled shyly.

what an unexpected kindness. thank God for kind people who do and say little kind things to wallowing slobby people who despite everything can be worth a kind word.

then i watched all the episodes of bridgerton and cried. the end.