Thank you.
Thank you for bringing up those beautiful blossoming flowers outside our bus window.
Thank you for not letting me slip into the oppressive and isolating silence of the daily bus ride. Thank you for being a human being and pulling me out of the robotic liturgy of swiping my thumb across my phone screen over and over and over again.
I wish I had asked your name before getting off at my stop.
I wish I had skipped my class so we could chat all afternoon.
Thank you for your bruising honesty about the state of our world. I have so much to learn from you and your years of accumulated wisdom. I'm sorry for the loved ones you've lost to the oppressive injustice around us.
Thank you for believing we could be on the same team in ideas and beliefs even though my skin is the color of oppression.
I wish I knew better how to fix things.
I wish I had more hope in humanity than I do today.
Thank you for waking me up.
Thank you for reminding me of the world I'm inheriting and for motivating me to do something about it.
Thank you for your company…I hope we meet again.
