I am not an inherently sweet or thoughtful person. Not in the least bit affectionate.

I am not the type who hands out small gifts to people randomly or the type who sees something nice and out of impulse, procures it because it might be liked someone I know.

The irony if it all is that I am surrounded by people who are.

Just the other day, someone replenished my TicTac. For no reason.

You know who you are, people. You make my heart all mushy and gooey. Thank you. You make me want to nourish the sweet gene in me. It is merely hibernating.