Someone once asked...
Someone answered with kindness...
A woman once told me she talked to twenty people a day and felt unseen by all of them. I asked what those conversations were about. Logistics, she said. Plans. Check-ins. Nothing real. Contact is not the same as connection. You can exchange a hundred messages and still not be known. Real connection needs a different kind of exchange — not information, but attention. Not "what's happening" but "how are you, actually, underneath what's happening." Busy hands don't always mean a full heart.