I saw a boy today, not a day older than 6. I was walking by his mother's hair salon. He was inside and smiling as he pointed a hair dryer at people outside as if it were a gun. It made me laugh and he did as well.
Tonight I saw a Korean girl and an army guy fighting...both equally as aggressive. Many swear words were exchanged. It made me sad.
Just now, as I am writing this, a Korean man (same age as me), walks by, sees me, and says "wow, handsome!" I say "you too!" We shake hands and are equally as happy.
The motto of this story? Be good to people.
Forgive me...I'm drunk.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
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