occasionally there are moments that break up my life with their significance - and mostly, they seem like the tiniest, simplest interactions. or lack of interactions. sometimes it’s when i’m listening to a really good piece of music with a really good cup of tea and i realise that i really like being alive - i like to write those moments down, because i can empathise with my own handwriting.
once, it was when i met a fairly elderly woman while i was waiting outside my therapist office. she had just come out of the appointment before me, and she started talking to me because she loved my coat. she stayed with me ‘til i got called in, then as she was leaving, she made a point of telling me incredibly sincerely how lovely i looked in the coat. it made my whole day.
but then, i thought about how she had just come out of a therapist office too. she was this nameless, possibly very sad, grandmotherly figure who made my day and disappeared. she may have gone back to an empty home. but that whole interaction just felt so important. like it was really worth a lot.
it doesn’t even have to be a good feeling, just a real feeling. where i know for sure that i am present in that moment, and that i will probably remember that moment forever. maybe everyone has these moments, or maybe i’m just a bit fuckin weird! sporadic, tiny epiphanies.
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