A little good-night reminder before I disappear into the blankets: No matter how fucked up the world gets, there are always kind people around. People who help without being asked, who listen, who make space, who choose gentleness when they could choose cruelty. They may not always be the loudest people in the room. But they are there. And sometimes, they are the reason we make it through another day. Good night, little weirdos. Be kind to each other. 💜🌙