I know this world is full of good people. Still it feels good to experience their goodness. Yesterday I was at the library using the computer because sometimes I write better there. I had my purse between my feet under the table. For some reason I cannot understand, I got up and left it there. My purse is usually attached to my arm like another limb. There was a man sitting at the station I had been at. When I started to panic and asked the front desk if someone had turned in a purse, this man said "Miss, you left it here under the desk." I had looked under the desk in the station but his feet pushed it out of my field of vision. I was so grateful. I thanked him profusely. People can be such a blessing.
Be good to yourself or I'll talk about you.