I met an old lady the other day.
She seemed to love me.
Actually what she said was
“Oh My God Honey! I love you!”
So she may actually have loved me,
Or at least our interaction.
She grabbed my hand and said
“I need to remember you!”
How do you not appreciate moments like this in life?
You do, you just do.
I like the idea of someone wanting to remember me.
And I know I’ll remember her.