Yesterday, I went and got my oil changed, and while I was waiting a man came in with a small dog. We sat beside each other, while the dog sniffed around and accepted pets from the people who were sitting and waiting. But if someone was standing up, and tried to pet the dog, he'd back up, unsure of the situation.

Anyway, after I had paid for the service and was about to leave, the man and the dog were approaching the till, and the dog, without any hestiation, went up to me and licked my leg (I was in a skirt).

The man said, "He likes you. He can tell you're a good person."

Made me blush, it did.

Then when I came home, I was thinking about the story "The nightingale's song" and normally I'd be very jealous of the author for being able to craft a novel that good. But as I was thinking about it, I had a bit of an "ah ha" moment.

It occured to me - I'm me for a reason.

my gifts and talents arent like anybody elses, and that's a good thing.

so all in all, a pretty good day off ...