People are lovely

This is going to be a very short post as I'm packing to return to Oxford tomorrow.

It's depressing living in this world. You look at events like murders, crime, vandalism, general stupidity, greed, reality TV, adverts for lawyers and they all make you despair at humanity. If you're cynical, you start believing that society is going to the dogs.

But then, you'll have an evening with your brother where you just talk crap, and catch up. Laugh at your inability to make gratin (having found out moments before you start cooking without a recipe that what you thought was gratin doesn't match with what everyone else (including the cooking elite, like Delia) thinks is gratin). Wear silly hats together. Feel a little sad that the flying visit was over too soon, but happy that he came back to see you in the first place.

Or you might have a day out organised by your sister. Who sorted out lunch with her friends just so you can ask them about their experiences of trying to get into medical school. Who don't know you brilliantly, but are so friendly, helpful, welcoming, sweet and all round brilliant.

Or maybe you could have a friend email you planning a meet up. Maybe that friend is one you thought was fantastic, when you were at university, but general pressures of work and life outside of uni meant you drifted apart. Perhaps when things all go horribly wrong, and you need a sympathetic ear to talk to and to bring you back to life when it all feels like your life is over, she'll be as a new friend, as if you'd never been crap at keeping in touch for years. Maybe even if you interrupt her evenings out with her new geordie mates in dire need of help, she'll do her usual amazing sparkly lift.

People are great. Some people are amazing. Surround yourself with people like this, and treasure them, value them, appreciate them and let them know it.

And on that lecture, good night to you all. Dream easy.

AcidCat