grace in small things. 157 of 365.

  1. the mother who had trained her son to spray her bare legs with a water bottle while out in the hot sun.
  2. the funny shadows my pigtails made on the concrete as I walked.
  3. surviving the newfangled bike lane/pedestrian madness on the bridge.
  4. the man getting a hand job from his boyfriend while driving home because that’s what happens when you live in Vancouver and it’s Pride week.
  5. being handed the keys to my new air conditioned office.
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