we kept them up instead of kicking us back down

so in the culmination of a very long story about how i tried to do the dyke march and it turns out that i'm too disabled, i caught a cab home and in the groggy haze of OWwwwwwWW left my phone on the porch of a nearby house where I was waiting while Elle flagged me down a cab.

THE PERSON WHO PICKED IT UP SENT IT BACK TO ME.

faith in humanity continues. ideas for what i could send this person in thanks (they are going on a trip, so mail may be long long delayed) are welcome.