How's life? That's sweet.

I went to the store the other day, and at this store, I purchased a can of shaving cream, a new tooth brush, and some Popsicles. On my return home, I was suddenly struck with an overwhelming sense of accomplishment. Why the purchase of toiletries, and frozen treats created such feelings I did not know. Though I know one thing, and that is, that I was walking a little taller that day. This feeling of self worth, and accomplishment lasted long into the night, before coming to a crashing halt, at the exact moment in witch I realized my life had reached an all time low. My life has become wearisome, and stale, void of stimulus to such a degree, that buying a new toothbrush, has become a considerable task. Maybe, tomorrow I'll buy a new comb, maybe some new shoe laces, and some chewing gum. Yes, buy the end of the day, I will be drunk with arrogance.
Perhaps one day I will accomplish something truly deserving of self-regard. Perhaps I'll save a small village from the evil hands of a hideous mogul, or an entire planet from a black hole, though I suppose I should start slight. Perhaps a quick smile, and a nod, to a down and out stranger, or dime in that can with the pictures of those skinny children on it. Sometimes we inflate our tiny insignificant problems like a balloon, by putting so much energy into thinking about them, and before we know it, they're so big they're all we can see. Then we forget, that in fact, other people walk this earth as well. We forget that, like a balloon, before we inflated them, our problems could of fit into the palms of our hands. It happens to everyone, I believe that's one of the reasons why God invented forgiveness. Personally, I can't even remember the last time I saw a person that I felt looked a bit blue, and simply said "hello" with a smile, but that's all going to change! I am guilty of inflating my problems so over sized, that I couldn't see the needs of others.
Your mission if you choose to accept is to smile and say "Hello" to a person you've never met, and would normally ignore, like that crazy raincoat lady that drags the stuffed animal on a leash around town, you know, the one that stands in front of McDonald's flirting with the Ronald McDonald statue, or maybe that smelly, bald kid that sits alone in the corner, at lunch, playing a Chinese card game, with a seven foot aborigine named Louie, who just so happens to be invisible, and extremely argumentative. Maybe they're not so "weird" after all, maybe they're just lonely.
Well, I'm off to brush my teeth now.
Have a nice day.