So grateful

So grateful.

Every single day I'm so grateful for the people around me. I know, I know this sounds really cliché, but I seriously adore being with my family, going to get coffee every day, and seeing all the beautifully weird people coming in and out of Starbucks.

Today, while I was writing some essays, an old man came in, raising his voice at an employee about some half-off coupons that didn't make sense to him. He then calmed down a little and talked to me and this other employee about how he can see through our eyes that we are nice people. I don't know how I feel about all that. Maybe intrigue - how surprising some interactions can turn out to be. Maybe fear - how people sometimes just lash out at others in public.

Today is winter solstice. Ma is with grandma, burning paper money to grandpa. I love them so much. We had dumplings today. I ate with mom and dad. It's a good day.

Good night.