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The problem with being nice.

Sometimes it seems we’re dancing around in circles for each other.

The towel lady said to me, “Do you want blue or purple?”
I said, “Whichever.”
She raised an eyebrow.
I quickly said, “Blue.”
It’s always been my favourite colour and purple would always feel a bit lacking.

In this moment I liked her.

No beating around the bush.
No false nicety.
No polite.

Just a clear thought.

A clear question.
A clear answer.

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1 Comment

  1. Then you would like me, I am not nice at all 😀 haha

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