Monday, March 15, 2010
I found myself looking for you this morning when we came in. You didn't seem to be around, maybe you were on break, but eventually you came over to say hi.
The eye contact between us seems to grow a little more intense every week. (Maybe I'm just imagining this?) You seem to always make your way to us, even if you're not serving us, just to say hello.
I was pretty tired and half asleep this morning, but you managed to brighten my day immensely with just your presence. And the touch on the arm as we were leaving...
Thank you for being a beautiful soul. Maybe someday I could bring you breakfast. —M.I.B.