Entry Fourteen: "Aliveness Over Kindness"
Dear Moon, I thought kindness would be enough. I'm sitting across from him at a wine bar downtown. Soft lighting, exposed brick, the kind of place that should feel romantic. Before I sat down, he handed me a small bouquet of flowers. Sunflowers, cheerful and bright. Sweet without being presumptuous. "I thought these might match your energy," he said, smiling. He's telling me about his work, something in finance, stable, respectable. He asks thoughtful questions. Remembers det

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