This is something I crave from others
because this is what I give
to all around me every single day.
So, when I come across people
who aren’t afraid to bear their souls,
I pause, I take notice, I relate, I connect.
If you’re like me, the following post
by ‘The Hedonist’, one of our loyal followers,
will totally resonate within you,
confirming that you are not alone in your quest for “realness’.
Have a read and see if you agree.
October 23 2016 (Showcase Reblog)
I observe things. The people, places, situations, nights and the words. I observe. I deduct. I react. I do my ownjudgement. I observe the way a person folds his arms, way his eyebrows bend or the lips twitch. The way a person puts on his shirt, folds the sleeves. The way a person retains the Universe, the stars and the constellation in his eyes.
I read. I learn things from them. A person whom you havecasuallymet for the first time and he holds the door open for you. I learn the kindness and courtesy from them.
A person you are interacting with, for the first time, opens up and tells you every dark and bright tales of their life. I learn honesty and trust at first sight from them.
A person who keeps calm when I am over-reacting. I learn from them the value of a relationship.
Small gestures: They…
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