So, at my school, we have mandatory chapel every day. The past few days, there has been a guy dressed as Gandalf standing on the bridge that leads to the building where we have chapel, and when everyone starts heading there, he shouts, “You shall not pass!” and slams his staff onto the ground. It is fantastic.
I was walking from the lecture hall to the tram stop in the POURING RAIN, and a girl behind me ran up and asked me if I was going in the direction of the tram stop, and after I said yes, she offered to share her umbrella.
It was so unexpected, and so nice, and something she really didn’t have to do, which makes it all the more beautiful.
I just realised that I launched right into the “THANKYOU!’s”, and “so what are you studying’s”, without even introducing myself.
She’s doing the same course as me, and I got a bit excited and forgot myself. Literally, I forgot to tell her who myself was.
So, I’m going to tag this with as many things as I can think of, and hope that she sees it somehow (a long shot, I know), because this message is for her:
My name is Phoebe, I’m sorry I didn’t introduce myself before. Thankyou so so much for lending me your umbrella. Might not seem like a massive deal to you, but it put a smile on my face after a frightfully shitful day, and people like you always make me smile hugely anyway. Next philosophy lecture, come say hi :-)
There’s something about a man in uniform.
that American Flag that flies freely on his ACU.
it’s the amount of bravery he shows.
The discipline he has.
The love he shows for his country.
The respect he gives and shows.
His Commitment to his duties
It’s more to it than just the uniform. It’s everything and more.