wanted to write to share how grateful I am for my weird little apartment building. I live in a brightly painted building that most people recognize and few know. I rented it without ever seeing it (just moved from another city). When I come back from my morning walk/gym sesh, I am comforted by the neighbours in my hallway who are awake and brewing yummy coffee and cooking something sweet-smelling. As I pass each door, my mind goes off into a wonderland of imagining what Martha Stewart situation is happening on the other side. It's a fun way to start my day, and to those neighbours, I thank you. I don't know you all but I like you.
—Appreciating the strangers among us