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[shiggadaleeee]

So today I see this short, balding Asian woman with enormous rounded pink glasses walking towards me and carrying groceries, 2 sacks in each hand. She walks awkwardly, her entire body weight shifting noticeably from foot to foot with each step. She continues towards me in the same fashion until she reaches me, drops her cargo, looks around as if appreciating the beauty of a new land for the first time, then asks me if the if the 168 had come yet. Being oblivious to any number other than the one I was looking for, I politely told her I wasn’t sure. So she thanked me and sat down. But the thing that got me was that she was so happy. Like, I can’t explain it. There was just this huge smile on her face. And as she was sitting there waiting, not even knowing whether she had missed her bus, she looked like an expectant child on the way to Disneyland. “Why?” I thought to myself. There was no Disneyland. There wasn’t anything extraordinary to be happy about. She was dressed in pretty scrappy looking clothes. She was aging. She obviously wasn’t rich because she was carrying her groceries home by herself, on the bus. But she was so happy. And seeing her as she was sitting there, then noticing her bus coming around, walking down the street a little bit only to see the bus blow by her so she had to walk back up the street the entire length of the bus, all the while keeping that same smile, probably made me happier than I think I’ve been in my life. There was just something so refreshing, so right about what I was seeing that I just shouted out to God, “Thank you Lord, thank you for life.” It was just so simple, so inconsequential, yet so rousing. The happiness and joy that can come from just being alive. It sounds so sappy and I wish I could adequately describe the whole experience, but there’s no way ever really I could. This happened about 2 weeks ago and still, every time I think about it I can’t help but feel somehow uplifted. Out of thousands of simultaneously running lives, each one trudging through the day as best it can, I got a glimpse into one, whose actions were so trivial and so inconsequential, but whose living was so perfect. Just imagine it. Just for the record..I wasent waiting for the bus. I was being nice and stayed with a friend while she waited for her bus.

-Sleep well my children's

-sir axel