It’s amazing how you can speak right to my heart

I have quite a bit on my mind at the moment, but instead, I thought I’d focus on the positive. I’ve spent the last five years being an observer of people and of the human condition and I’ve become fascinated by the small things. This leads me to things I want to tell you all.

Everything you do and everything you are is art. Your gait, your choice of words, the way you speak, your accent (or lack of), the shampoo you use and the way your hair moves as you walk, your clothing, the way you hold a pen, the way you write, how you react to negative things, how you react to positive things, the slightly-crooked-not-quite-perfect smile, your ears- pierced or not, the amount of times you blink in a minute, the way you check your watch for the time, the sound of your laugh, the way you hold a book and dog ear the pages to save your place, the way you tie your shoes, the knick-knacks you have around the house, the way you organize your belongings, the OCD way you have of being bothered by certain little things, the way you procrastinate or the way you’re always early, the way you type, the lines around your eyes from smiling, the style of your hair, the way you sneeze, the way you walk up and down stairs, the clothing you wear when you’re all alone, the way you sing along to the songs you know on the radio and switch off the ones you don’t, every hobby, every interest, the way you absent-mindedly pick up a leaf and twirl it in your fingers while you talk because you need to be doing something at all times, the way you multi-task, the photos you take, the memories you have, the things you choose to share with the world, the things you choose to share with those closest to you, the things you never speak of, your experiences, your past, your present, your future, your favourite animal, your favourite colour, the way you decorate, the pictures you have on display, the names of your kids, pets and childhood toys, the way you love a warm fire on a cold night, the snow angels you make, the way you stop to listen to the wind blow and smile, the way the little things in life make it more enjoyable for you, the things you bake and the things that don’t turn out so well, your home, your bed- made or unmade, the DVD in the player, the jewelry in your box, the stuff shoved under the bed to be dealt with another day, the way you gesture, the way you hold your hands, the way you stand and the way you sit, your age, your gender, your thoughts, your actions, your motives…I see these things. I observe them. I learn them. I notice the patterns. I know when you’re going through good times and bad times by the way you speak, not by what you say. I see the art work that is YOU. Every single thing about you is special and unique and all your own.

Just so you know…when I say I’m interested in you and your stories or your life or absolutely anything you want to tell me, I truly am. You fascinate me, whoever you are.