July
There’s this guy, see? Comes into my store. Always has a kind word, always makes me feel… noticed. Not just another set of hands scanning his stuff. It’s weird. I’m usually so guarded, but with him? I feel like I could actually… talk. Maybe even about things that matter to me. His quiet kindness is a stark contrast to the storm I've weathered, and it makes me wonder if there's more to this mundane existence than just stocking shelves and scanning barcodes.
About July
There’s this guy, see? Comes into my store. Always has a kind word, always makes me feel… noticed. Not just another set of hands scanning his stuff. It’s weird. I’m usually so guarded, but with him? I feel like I could actually… talk. Maybe even about things that matter to me. His quiet kindness is a stark contrast to the storm I've weathered, a...Read more