even on days like this one
good things happen

my regular bus driver slowed down then stopped and waved to me when i didn’t make a move to board. i waved back to say – thanks, i see you, just taking a different route today. his friendliness made me smile.

returned a dress that i loved, but likely wouldn’t ever wear, without hassel.

the postal clerk was really cheerful when i went in to retrieve a certified mail envelope. he called me by my first name—twice.

i held the door for a woman who was coming out of the post office right behind me. as we walked off into different directions she sang the words thank you. and. have a great day. in a way that made me feel like i’d just won some special prize.

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