There are people we randomly meet who leave us with the most powerful and meaningful words.
Today, I was crossing Lavender Street when an old Indian man suddenly started talking to me...
Old man: It's really hot today, isn't it?
Me: Yes.
Old man: I always carry my umbrella around, but never got to use it. You know, I like walking.
Me: Me too.
Old man: I'm 70 years old, and if I don't walk, I'll be dead.
We parted ways.
At the massage salon near my place:
Masseuse: How was your massage?
Me: It was heavenly! It sucks that I have to clean up and vacuum my room when I get home.
Masseuse: Why? Don't do that to yourself. You deserve to relax.
I went home and went straight to bed.
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