Dear future hubster,
if you're even a little bit like me, then sometimes, when you're caught up in all the things to do and all the things to be and everything in between, you forget some simple lessons.
You forget that laughing is good for you, that music is medicine, that you might just be one workout away from a better mood.
That human connection is magic. It's unpredictable, it cannot be forced, it is very hard to resist - and why should it be resisted? A person walks into the room and the way they hold their coffee, how they pretend to know stuff about stars and planets, how they matter-of-factly talk about their difficulties, looking at the setting sun, shifts something in you. It connects to thoughts you forgot you had, perspectives you haven't visited in a while. A light switches on inside you that maybe you didn't believe you still had.
The light is then yours to carry. A connection once made will not be unmade, even when the person walks out of the room, the country, your life.
Even when you think it wasn't that important, or when you think it wasn't enough.
Especially when you feel they left you with a crack you'll never fill again. Because, you know, that's how the light got in.
