Hey.
I just wanted to say something real quick.
I love you.
Not like “showing up outside your window holding a boombox in the rain” love. More like “you let me have the last fry and didn’t even flinch when I double-dipped” love. The kind that says, “You’re good. I see you. And if you suddenly needed an emotional support raccoon at 3AM, I would at least Google it for you.”
And don’t worry — this isn’t some grand gesture. I’m not proposing. I’m not even offering to help you move (I mean, let’s be honest, that’s a Tier 5 Love move and we’re maybe at a cozy 3.5 right now). I’m just saying you matter. A lot.
In a world that throws so many types of love at us — romantic, platonic, whatever it is Taylor Swift is always singing about — we don’t talk enough about the quick-check-in love. The “just because” love. The “you’re doing your best, and that’s freaking amazing” kind of love.
And maybe today was rough. Maybe you spilled coffee on your pants and then made intense eye contact with your boss while trying to pretend it was a fashion choice. Maybe your to-do list looks more like a to-don’t-you-dare list. Or maybe you’re just tired, and your soul is wearing sweatpants.
I still love you.
You don’t have to be killing it. You don’t have to be crushing your goals. You can just… be. That’s enough.
In fact, if you’re reading this, and you haven’t eaten a vegetable today, go grab a carrot stick or at least make intense eye contact with a cucumber. Then come back and finish this note, because I’m not done yet.
Here’s the thing: love doesn’t have to be a capital-L, fireworks, John-Legend-song moment. It can be lowercase, sans serif, and slightly lopsided. It can be weird, awkward, slightly undercooked love. Like microwave burrito love. Still warm. Still good.
So here’s my very short, very real message: I love you for being human. For showing up. For trying (or even just considering trying before deciding to take a nap instead).
Also, your hair looks fantastic. Seriously. I don’t know what you did with it, but keep doing that.
If this made you smile, even a little, tell someone else you love them today. Or send them a meme with a frog wearing a tiny hat. Same energy.
And if you’ve got thoughts, drop them in the comments. I read all of them. Even the ones that just say “first.”
Oh — and hit follow if you like weird, joyful chaos served with a side of sincere affection.
That’s it.
I love you.
You may now go back to doomscrolling.
Art Prompt:
A sun-dappled riverside garden in late afternoon light, painted in delicate, swirling brush strokes reminiscent of Monet. A small wooden boat drifts lazily near the water’s edge, surrounded by water lilies, reeds, and tall grasses catching the light. Reflections ripple gently across the surface, blurring the line between sky and water. The scene is bathed in soft hues of peach, lavender, and pale green, evoking a dreamlike tranquility. In the background, hints of a crumbling stone wall peek through flowering trees, their blossoms rendered in loose, expressive dabs of color. Impressionist style, 19th century, oil on canvas.
If you liked this note, comment something you did today that made you feel slightly more alive. Or slightly more caffeinated. Or both. Then follow me so we can keep this whole lovefest going.