Today was another magnetic day, where everyone I touched seemed drawn to me. I know LS calls it mania but no matter what you call it, it is real.
I went to my friend SK's church in hopes of bumping into him and talking with him about booking a room there for a meeting we were supposed to have on Tuesday. When it became clear that the room would not be available he suggested I try another church, which I did and where I met Pastor R., a friendly and enthusiastic man who greeted me warmly and kindly accommodated us.
Since I was in the neighbourhood I decided to pay a visit to my friend C. and his wife U.
And since I knew it was football conference finals day, I decided it was a good time to reconnect with my friends S. and P.
On my way to meet J and D for dinner, I had a series of friendly encounters on the subway, starting with a man in front of the station when I arrived. And at the bottom of the stairs, I bumped into an old friend K. from trivia club who was coming off the train who greeted me with her customary warmth and followed with some encouraging comments about my appearance and countenance. The subway love in carried onto the train where I befriended a Brazilian boy and his French companioness, who was delighted to hear my soft francotones. And to top it all, after the two of them departed the train upon noticing they had gone the wrong way, this south asian eavesdropper came up to speak with me and tell me that I spoke excellent French.
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