I feel like I’m going to be that aunt who drinks vodka straight out of the bottle and ruins Christmas.
I met a person I knew nothing of other than the fact that he was where he was because he was struggling.
He had one of the kindest souls I have ever known. I think about him sometimes. I hope he’s doing well. He reminds me of you.
— Mary Oliver, from the book A Thousand Mornings (via fishingboatproceeds)