I convinced myself I had to go to the store after work. I needed a few things. Though I tried my best to talk myself out of it, I knew I had to just do it. I parked at the furthest spot from the store that I could. That wasn’t difficult. The lot was packed. I saw carts every where and thought it best to grab one because from the looks of it there wasn’t going to be any in the store.
As I pushed the cart I saw a man in shorts, running shoes and a cap pushing a cart ahead of me. I wanted to run in the parking lot with the cart. Because that’s what I do. But I was worried I would startle him.
I watched his well muscled calves strolling ahead of me and decided he was in good enough health to take a startle and who knows, maybe he would want to race.
So I started running through the parking lot and passed him, pushing the cart ahead of me.
I looked over at him as I passed. And smiled. He leaned over the cart and said “let’s race!” I laughed and said okay and took off faster. He ran behind me. I shouted back at him “you’re letting me win!”
He said “it’s Christmas!”
We walked into the store and I turned around and said “thank you for making me smile”. He smiled in return.
He passed by me, later, in the store and said “now, if I can make my kids smile”.
I told him ‘good luck’.
And I was happy I didn’t talk myself out of stopping at the store.
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