Wednesday, February 3, 2010


i am happy because of an eighty year old man.
creepy? not really.
today at the gym this sweet old guy stopped me and gave me a compliment.
it was the smallest gesture but considering i hadnt heard or talked to anyone so far that day this old man made my day. he has no idea that i left grinning and thinking about how nice he was for fifteen minutes. little does he know i was in a better mood just because he said something.
he could have just not said anything and i still probably would have thought he was such a cute old guy anyway but the fact that he made the effort sincerely turned my day around.
so because of an eighty year old man i dont even know, i had a very happy wednesday.
thank you.


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