i sat down today at a table at the farmers market reading "hot water music" by bukowski, and an older couple sat down across from me, and the woman bought offered to buy me a cup of coffee.

looks like there still are kind people in the world.

too bad i spilled the coffee all over me before i even got to drink it.

...

i've come to realize that there are some people who i cannot convince. this is okay, because having the power to persuade everyone, even of the truth, would be too much control. having control at all in the first place tends to always end up bad no matter how good it may seem... my advice to myself and everyone else - if you can't get something good back, just be thankful for what it was and don't ever let that go. forgive, if you can, but don't forget. things are going to be okay.

to quote -

"you have to die a few times before you can really live."