I went to the post office this afternoon and the staff at the counter was the one who served me before more than a year ago. I remembered him because he refused to serve a guy who jumped queue then. I was delightedly taken aback that he remembered me too. I mean, he serves so many customers per day but he actually remembered me! I really got to salute him for his good work attitude.
Stepping out of the post office I heard Blue's song playing in a shop. It had to be a good day.
When I got home I recalled bumping into YY on the bus this morning and something very insignificant he said was very encouraging. To me, at least. Somehow as a result the few discouraging words I heard in the afternoon had hardly any impact on me.
On my way home today I counted the good things that took place. Then I felt really blessed :)
Stepping out of the post office I heard Blue's song playing in a shop. It had to be a good day.
When I got home I recalled bumping into YY on the bus this morning and something very insignificant he said was very encouraging. To me, at least. Somehow as a result the few discouraging words I heard in the afternoon had hardly any impact on me.
On my way home today I counted the good things that took place. Then I felt really blessed :)
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