Her eyes are like, a green color, with a little bit of mocha. And she smells like coffee.

Weird things seem to happen to me. I don’t know why – just lucky I guess? Like, remember how a moth flew up my nose? And a bird committed suicide on my car? Well the past couple weeks I’ve had a few weird things like that, only not really involving wildlife. There was two weeksContinue reading “Her eyes are like, a green color, with a little bit of mocha. And she smells like coffee.”

On paying it forward, again.

In October, someone in line in front of me at the Starbucks drive-thru paid for my coffee. They simply asked that I pay it forward when I have the chance. Of course, my immediate thought – besides that of gratitude at this stranger who’d done a simple, nice thing for me – was “when canContinue reading “On paying it forward, again.”