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spring break is officially over. 

after a week of rest, sun, and laughter, there was no foyer into reality. i entered right in and set to work: studying, doing homework, fulfilling obligations, and running errands. it felt kinda good. that doesn't mean i didn't complain though. 

i was finally able to go to the grocery store this afternoon (so i can eat something other than a smoothie for dinner). my test was over and my to do list was nearly crossed out, and so i took my time weaving through the aisles, even though i was only picking up essentials. i said hello and smiled at some acquaintances, but for the most part i minded my own business. i was feeling pretty great, honestly... the weather was beautiful, my schoolwork for the week completed, and i had been told multiple times both my hair and my tan looked good today.  

as i waited in the check out, a man stepped behind me in line. i could smell the smoke and alcohol on him from several feet away, and looked disdainfully at the items in his cart: two huge cases of beer, potatoes, and broth. i could tell he had health problems by the way he walked.

he doesn't need that beer. why doesn't he spend his money on real food?   

he stepped closer and told me he had a joke. "a real corny one." i tucked my purse under my arm and looked around me. he started telling his joke, and my thoughts were racing. is this going to be inappropriate or uncomfortable? is anyone else watching? does he have someone with him to steal my stuff as he distracts me?

 the joke dragged on forever and so did my discomfort.... 

the punchline finally came to the daddy tomato grabbing the baby tomato and saying "ketchup, son!"

i raised my eyes to meet his for the first time. 

sharp inhale. he looks like papa ken. the eyes, the beard. telling jokes to strangers in line. it's been almost ten years, but oh, how he looks like papa ken! 

far too often i avoid eye contact with strangers. i even say it in my head: avert your eyes!! 

but what else am i missing out on?

look up. smile and engage. embrace the moment. bless others. and let them bless you. 



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