Tonight I ran into a gentleman I know on the sidewalk. After a heartfelt chat, he noticed what was written on the wall.
This is the last day of this project of mine. Writing about love every day. For me, love is the intersection between joy, connection, trust, romance, and gratitude. It's in hearty laughter. It's in between warm sheets. It's in the whispers of trees. It's in the ink laid out on a card. It's baked into a piece of French toast. It's in the morning. It's in the afternoon. It's in the evening. It's in every song I sing.
Thank you for reading my thoughts. Thank you for inspiring me to connect more purposefully and more honestly. Most of all, thank you for loving.