Regarding things that are so nice we just keep them a little too long. . . A story that's in my book manuscript:
A neighbor who was moving, a man I really didn't know, started talking to me one day when I was walking along, taking a break from writing about clutter.
He said he was getting ready to move. That one day he had looked at some expensive sweaters and realized he didn't like them that much. He gave them to a man he didn't know. A man who appeared homeless.
Then he was in a big-box store one day when a stranger stopped him. A man. And the man said, "You gave me some good sweaters once. I started wearing them. I was warm. I looked better. And someone offered me some work! A job. You changed my life."
Happy Thanksgiving.
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