Kindness

I try to be a really good person. I enjoy doing things for people, especially strangers, to make them feel good. I hugged a random girl crying on the phone the other day. I’ll compliment random people’s outfits, makeup, or hair when I get the chance and overcome my anxiety. I have a friend I met at college named Jess and she is the nicest, sweetest person I think I know. I wonder what made her that way. The fact she helped me out when I needed it most, barely knowing me at the time. She’s pretty much always there for me. She drove me to my car and waited with me while waiting for the tow truck to come and tow my car out of the ditch I slipped into resulting from my DUI. She somehow shows up to save me constantly and I have no idea how. I had to go to the MVA Friday where I got my license suspended. I was going to drive my car there and take a taxi back, and my roommate and her friend were going to drive my car back later that night. She somehow ran into me during breakfast and was like hell no don’t take a taxi I’l just drive your car for you and wait, it shouldn’t take that long. I don’t understand how she pops up all the time like that! She’s an amazing person and we have a lot in common, she’s a huge environmentalist and it’s inspiring, especially because I like that stuff too. I aspire to be like her, and hope I can find some lost freshman one day and help them while being completely judgefree, return the favor to someone who needs it. Someone who got lost like I did, who’s a good person that fucked up, and all they’re doing is trying to get by.