Kids, it’s a crazy world.
I lost my bus card, which had a little money and a monthly bus pass on it. My first reaction is to freak out and be mad at my personal loss. My secondary reaction is one of a strange gratefulness.Grateful that there's someone using the card, grateful that in some crazy way, I might've helped someone out a little. All of my friends and family are saying that I should get the card blocked, but why? I’m willing to bet that the person who picked up that card and is using it, probably needs it a lot more than I do. Or maybe not, maybe they're doing just fine and don't need my help.
Maybe that makes me a sucker, maybe it isn’t some magical twist of destiny that means that I get to inadvertently help a stranger. Maybe it’s all a coincidence that I’m romanticizing. Maybe it’s not though.
Maybe I’m allowed to be dumb and see the best in the world. Maybe seeing the best in the world and bad situations is the only way I’ll survive seeing so much bad in myself.
“Don’t let the world change your smile. Let your smile change the world.”
Smiling isn’t always easy, but maybe the smile can be metaphorical.
