Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Expressions of gratitude were programmed methodically and were expected and returned without question. These gestures were engrained from birth. The South is revered for its tradition and hospitality. Not necessarily for its sincerity in implementing those, though. I’d never fully understood and believed in the power of the two simple words, “thank you.” I’d never really meant them, I suppose.
Well, you mean them, but then it’s on to the next moment without any lingering sense of appreciation. But, I was telling the truth this time. I don’t really know who to. Maybe to myself. Maybe to God. Maybe I was just sending out gratitude to everyone and everything in the universe right then. Those words held weight--all one hundred and whatever pounds of me at that second. In fact, they remained, drifting around my face and my mouth. They kept repeating on the screen inside my forehead and projecting in front of me.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
 
 
And that was it.
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