weirdness of the afternoon
Walking home from Health Sciences on Pacific, a bare-footed guy was running back and forth (chasing people? me?) trying to hand out paperback books. I think the title of the book involved truth and light. It was strange. When I first passed him, he was running in the opposite direction toward a woman. A few minutes later he ran up to me. When I said no, he ran back in the other direction
Now I wish that I hadn't instinctively refused.
Now I wish that I hadn't instinctively refused.