Chemistry joke, referring to the different units of concentration (g/L). Thanks for sitting through my nerd moment, moving on!...
Recently I put in thousands of kilograms of effort into something and so far have received zero love. Which, if effort was a solid substance, means I'm left with a mound of stale, crumbly and unnecessary effort. And it got me thinking about how much is taken for granted, how some things people expect from others without even the idea of giving something back crossing their minds.
This is me rambling, feel free to tune out.
I guess what I'm aiming at saying is do these people deserve the good deed/ sacrifice/ the politeness of others? I was hoping for a little love in return, even some simple understanding, but it seems maturity is lacking in my situation. Here's hoping that they realise the magnitude of what I've done for them hits home before they do this to someone else.
So I set a mission to you.
If you choose to accept.
The details are as following; try and do one good deed for someone before the week is out. And not just something so you can tick it off your list, really mean it when you do it. The feeling you get is phenomenal. And who knows, maybe someone might return the favour.
There, now isn't that corny of me?
Hi-ho silver, away!
- xx
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