TL;DR: In my last (somewhat dour) post I talked about wanting to go the extra mile for people, just in case they are having a hard time and really need it. But, truthfully, there is another reason that I am usually eager to help out. I get preeetty sizeable bursts of joy from helping those I love, and I love preeetty much everyone, ever. Seriously, I’m like the dog from “Up.” It is strange, and very awkward, but you kind of… get used to it?
TL;DR: I originally posted about this on my old site, waaaaaay back in 2003. It explains why I try my best to be gentle, giving, and kind to everyone with whom I come in contact. Just in case.