nah, fuck it, i love community. i love Actual Empathy. i like the fact that everyone belongs to some niche group(s). i love changing how you see someone when you learn more about them. i love compromise. i love learning about the menial things like people’s favorite type of weather and what kind of cheese they’d be. i love third spaces. i love diverse viewpoints and backgrounds. i love lending a hand. i love thoughtful conversation. i love the glow in your chest when someone makes your day better in a seemingly tiny way. i love defending the rights of groups i don’t belong to. i love waving at babies and talking to elderly people and playing an instrument in an ensemble and seeing others for who they are and being seen. i love community, even when it sometimes feels like a dying art.
