People.

I think if more people took in their surroundings, paid more attention to what's infront of them, people would be much happier. One of my most favourite things to do is people watch. When we don't pay any attention to our fellow human being, we miss out on so so much.

Watching someone else make another person happy, brings me a lot of joy. Tonight I drove down Ponsonby road, I saw a young man drape a blanket over him and a girl so they'd both be warm walking to their car, even though it made it very difficult for them to walk. I saw a father holding the hands of his little girls, walking up the beautifully xmas lit Franklin Road, the girls had wreathes of fairy lights in their hair. I saw a girl drop her scarf and a passer by picking it up and running after her to return it. I saw 6 people sitting on small concrete wall eating KFC and sharing their chippies. I saw two people kissing in a large crow gathered infront a bar, kissing like they were the only two people in the world.

Being a writer is difficult when you feel like you have nothing to write about, but if you can draw inspiration from things as small as this, your work, and your life, will have so much more meaning.

I'm not trying to sound cheesy or forcing people to do. It was a realisation that I came to tonight. I love watching people be happy.