(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c30wBCuzWkM)

                “You had a story to tell me, my friend.                                   It’s so dark, now, but...                if you would tell it,                                 I think the sun would rise,                         just to l i s t e n.

I had the privilege of knowing my Great-Grandfather for many years. He was set in his ways by the time my family moved in with him, particularly in the way in which he shaved. He used a specific razor that required semi-specific blades. As time went on and he started to lose mobility, he required other people to buy those blades for him.

Enter Me (I say in paren- sorry)

One fine day, I sauntered into a Walgreens, somewhere around or under fifteen years old, looking closer to ten, with the single directive of picking up some shaving blades for Great Grandad. I located the item and proceeded to check-out. The cashier looked at me with a horror in her eyes that I have never forgotten. There was an awkward pause. “...what are you gonna do with the razor blades...?” she asked, and I promise I have never heard such concern dripping from a person’s voice.

Confused, I answered in a partial stammer, “They’re for my. great grandfather...?” The cashier regarded me with what appeared to be blatant disbelief and hesitantly finished out the transaction.

Nothing came of it, and this happened at least five years ago, and I haven’t crossed paths with the cashier again, but I still think about this from time to time. One of the weirdest in-store experiences I’ve had.

Shoutout to that one time I was in class and a guy stared at me until I blushed so hard my glasses actually fogged up.

Guys I had a dream last night about this Explorer dude who was just so enthusiastic like he and his squad were going around helping to set up colonies in uninhabited places, but from time to time would find an inhabited place at which point he’d be like “whoa wait hold up, stop everything, let’s see if these people want to be friends let’s learn the language let’s Communicate hell yeh” And he was so happy about drawing up maps with input from the locals and he started establishing/helping to establish trade routes between all these places and a Multi-Mutually-Beneficial economy between all these islands he’d found but if anyone didn’t want to participate he was like “No no that’s cool too!” But my favorite part is that at some point somebody gave this man a brownie that was made with like, banana, and HE WAS SO ENTHUSED ABOUT THIS LIKE? His primary interest was bananas after that point, he wanted to know more. He started experimenting like crazy with that brownie recipe. His squad was so put-out too, y’all, because nobody else, nobody else liked those brownies. Not even when he put chocolate chips in them. But he was constantly like, “You have to try theeeeeese-!” he was so excited. His mother was not impressed at all BUT THE BEST PART, this guy had a love interest who was terminally Not Impressed I’m not joking she literally turned him down over those banana brownies she was having none of it but his entire response was “No no that’s cool too!” as she walked away like he wasn’t about to give up those brownies, but he wasn’t gonna trifle with the lady about it either he was just the epitome of sunshine this is the purest dream I’ve had this year