A typical bookstore visit isn’t an in-and-out task specific venture for me.It’s a 2-hour (min.) exploration, and concluding purchase – on most occasions anyway. The “new age” section found me once again, as I browsed through “Living in the Now”, ‘truth’ topics, Toltec prophecies, and the like. Coral Way’s Barnes and Noble was particularly crouded, with smiling faces, chatty friends, distracted husbands, dazed out workers, over-focused bookworms. Sweet. I’ve found my replacement for Providence Place Borders.

A 40-something, grinning man with a tan fishers hat and overly pocketed cargos peeked his head around the corner. “Hey there!” he says, eyebrows high, a chipper voice. I glanced up from my reading. “Oh…” says fisherman, “… I thought you were my friend”.

I smiled poiltely and say “Nope”, and glanced back to my book.

He chuckled and turn around… then turned back while walking away and cheerily shouts “Well maybe you could be!”. I look up again, snickered and glistened a grin in return, that remained my expression for several minutes following. Well said… next time I’ll hope my auto-responce will be something more mindful than “Nope”.

More people should have that attitude, wouldn’t you say?