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2006-05-05 11:28 p.m. Someone left a flower on my car today. I'd just eaten dinner with my grandparents. They picked something they could agree on�an American diner with tacky fake palm trees everywhere and slices of cake taller than me. I was the thinnest guy in the place�and definitely the only person in there that wasn't either under 10 years old or over 50. Afterwards, grandpa and I got in his car and drove nana home. I left my car in the shopping center near the restaurant�we'd come back and get it later. I didn't get back to my little red Fiat for a few hours. It was dark and cold when we returned. As we drove up I saw something white stuck in the crack between my window and the doorwell. Was it a note? No, it was strangely shaped. It couldn't be a note. What was it? This is the second time an anonymous person has left a flower on my car in the last month. Last time my car was at Adam's house�in his driveway. So, it could've been his aunt or his girlfriend that put the flower on my car that time, I suppose. But tonight I was far from home. And, nobody else knew where I was. It really made my night. Little things like that boost my faith and hope when I'm feeling down. And, boy have I been feeling down in the past weeks. But, it sure is hard to stay down when the universe keeps delivering flowers. PREVIOUS ENTRY - NEXT ENTRY |