Beautiful people all around me. Customary smiles were exchanged while walking past, no words. I have always wondered what keeps us from being affectionate to good strangers around us. We often fear what the reaction might be. We fear what we might be perceived to be. We fear the whispers. We fear the side glances. I adore the happiness in air – and it is wondrous to tell people that they look good when they smile. If we don’t spread the love, who will? Read more →
