roll those sleeves up

For years- when asked "What is the first thing you notice about people?" the answer was usually "the way they say their words." I love to hear people speak with little pieces of the places they have called home. I enjoy to hear the weekend they spent in Colorado sneak out of their mouths or the summers they would take at the shore. I could hear DelMarVa on the tongue from within 30 miles even, at times…

If you asked me today though, I would have to say the thing I notice most nowadays is the places people roll up their sleeves. Not what kind of sleeves, the cuff links or not. But did they come early to set up, stay late to tear down? Were their hands in the food? dishes? taking out the trash? Did he mean it when his hug said that I fed him better than he had been fed in a long time. Was he not only talking about the food…

Sure, my favorite thing may be to see a wrinkled white shirt, splattered with oils- or the tail dotted with ink. I enjoy to be around people who sing for their supper and speak as poets, not always through song. I may fall in love daily with random smiles, gestures and laughs. But as of late, it's straight up involvement that moves me.

It's a beautiful thing.

I tend to crush on anything that moves. I'm in love with a beautiful man. But every single day, every place I go, I find myself in breathtaking like with complete strangers. Not in any tangible or substantial way. I am just constantly reminded of the beauty of humanity. I watch both the nature and kindnesses of people and my world just seems to glow.

People roll up their sleeves and instantly become the sexiest people alive. Watch the people around you. You'll want to do coffee with 10 people a day, just for the gratitude!