Today, thanks to pressure from the city, my bathroom doesn’t look so much like a cross between a set from Saw and a burlesque show anymore. The grout was stained and flaking, there was a poorly repaired hole in the ceiling, and the wooden windowsill in the shower was black with a questionable substance I didn’t really want to touch. But, I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me start from the beginning.
October 19, 2015
October 2, 2015
Here, Take This With You
I'm usually in my own world when I walk home. Today though, as I
passed the dialysis clinic, I heard "Hey dear. Hey. Take this with
you."
When I looked over, one of the transport drivers for MOBY was standing there, extending his hand for a handshake. He was happy, his handshake firm, and his hands were soft. It was a completely unexpected random act of kindness. The whole exchange put a smile on my face. There is good in the world after all.
When I looked over, one of the transport drivers for MOBY was standing there, extending his hand for a handshake. He was happy, his handshake firm, and his hands were soft. It was a completely unexpected random act of kindness. The whole exchange put a smile on my face. There is good in the world after all.
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