Frozen Peas

This is going to sound pretty anticlimactic next to a lot of the stories on here. Was in the Publix parking lot, arms full of grocery bags, a bag of frozen peas slowly thawing in one hand, on a day where nothing was specifically wrong but everything just felt gray. And out of nowhere I felt watched in the nicest way possible, like something out there was just glad I existed. I know it's not dramatic. It mattered to me anyway.