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another kind of me

a trip through me


monday, february 22, 1999, 03:35

groggy. hair still wet. day not yet started. i was walking up the street from the apartment to the lab, not really ready to face the world. and my face showed it.

the old man carried a plastic bag from cvs. he was walking towards me. i noticed him, but really didn't care too much. too wrapped up in myself and the fact that i actually had to be awake and going to a meeting, i didn't give him a second thought until he was right in front of me. as i approached him, he stopped. and pointed at me.

"smile," he said. "it feels good." and he walked off.

and i, completely caught off guard, had no choice but to smile. smile, and realize that there's really just a lot of things right in the world these days.

you too can find it, if you just take the time to smile.