Kindness, the simplicity of being cooked a meal. It feels so kind.

What is it about being cooked a meal. Last night someone cooked a meal for me. It was unexpected. It wasn’t a ultra special dinner partya, just a nice chilli and I sat on a fold away chair eating it. It was the very act that someone had taken time out to prepare, cook and serve. Then we all ate together and chatted. Simple, but priceless.

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