Ode to a nice person

Ode to the nice girl that brightened my day.

To the girl that I don’t know your name and probably never will. My bipolar mind and social anxiety will never let me ask you your name or express the incredible impact your interaction with me had. I will never know anything about you other than where you work since that is where our interaction took place. You had a level of niceness not usually observed by people and it wasn’t just because it was part of your job. You are in the top three of the nicest people I have ever met. Based on interaction alone you were probably the top. You took all the aspects of the two most important women in my life and add a new level of niceness. You had a smile that instantly brightened my day and a smile that continued throughout our entire interaction. You never acted one bit like the women excluding Lauren and Charlene from my past 12 years. You did act like I was being a flirt or acted like you were judging our social interaction. You were sweet, funny, and kind. Yes, you were beautiful, but so many people can be beautiful, but your beauty was inner and outer. I know you will probably never see this post, unless by fate or a miracle of God, not just because I get so few of visitors. But I would like you to know you are truly amazing and special and your infectious smile made such a huge impact on my day. Thank you for being nice and sweet and for having such a great smile. If there was ever a definition of a perfect female in my eye it would be you, nice, kind, inner beauty, an infectious smile, and most importantly your love for Scooby Doo.