People can be rather tiresome. And maybe it's because their flaws, the things that make me so mad about them, make me realize how flawed I am. I could never hope to be perfect, but I should always try to be better. And so today, I think of the people who become selfish and self-centered, cold to the world around them, even neglecting their own friends. Then I remember the people, and the little things they do, that I sometimes forget to be grateful for. Hopefully this short thank you, and apology of sorts, will remind me not to forget.