Give It Away

Reading about the broken.

 

Broken hearts.

 

Loss. Loss of life. Loss of friendship. Loss of love. Loss of jobs. 

 

What's your loss? 

 

I'm practicing giving away my broken heart. 

 

Giving to those who so graciously serve me at dinner.

 

Giving to those quietly working at the local coffee shop, probably not realizing anyone can hear their conversations. But I did, I heard conversations without trying too hard. One mentions she should apply for voice-over work. I wholeheartedly agree. My short time sitting quietly in the little corner I heard at least ten different variations of characters, encouraging lighthearted banter between her and her colleagues. 

 

Levity, much needed in an upside-down world. 

 

Picking up my computer, phone, frappe, she should, I tell her, apply for voice-over work. 

 

Talent. She's got talent. 

 

Every day. 

 

Give it away.