βhumanity is inherently selfish and badβ bbbrrrghuhjfkg. humanity is seeing a strangerβs grocery bag break open on the sidewalk and harvesting fruits and veggies from the branch-like cracks of the asphalt for them, just because you can. humanity is helping a lost child find their mother on a crowded beach, looking for the ladybug-patterned parasol with their hummingbird-small hand in yours. itβs an elderβs fingers wrapped around your arm as you help them up the stairs because the elevator is broken, and feeling like youβre doing exactly what youβre supposed to be doing, like this is what you wouldβve been doing had you been alive centuries or even millennia ago. there will always be a heavily pregnant woman who will smile at you when you give up your seat, a nice blind man in the fruit aisle who will ask you to please pick the riper plantain for him, a tired cashier whose face will light up when you compliment their tattoo sleeve. humanity is connection
