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Monday August 15, 05

Wonderful Words

01:17 PM

I had the most wonderful thing happen today. I went to the Salvation Army to donate boxes and bags of clothing and one of the older TV's that I own. The man who helped me unload was a short, cute, little black man. He was very friendly. As I was handing him the last bag of clothing, he said, "Ma'm, I hope you don't mind me saying this to you. But, you are very beautiful." I must have smiled a mile wide -- or perhaps it was my mile-wide smile that prompted him to see the beauty within, shining through. I must be glowing. Hehe. I told him, "Thank you so much. You just made my day." I think I made his as well by responding so positively to his compliment. We parted as happy campers, lol.

Here is my song of the day. Pet Shop Boys - Where The Streets Have No Name, Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You

  • (Burning down love)
    (Burning down love)

    I want to run, I want to hide
    I want to break down the walls that hold me inside
    I want to reach out, and touch the flame
    Where the streets have no name
    Ah-ha-ah

    I want to feel the sun on my face
    I see the dust cloud disappear without a trace
    I want to take shelter from poison rain
    Where the streets have no name
    Ah-ha-ah

              Where the streets have no name
              Where the streets have no name
              We're still building, then burning down love
              Burning down love
              And when I go there
              I go there with you
              Where the streets have no name
              Can't take my eyes off of you

                        I love you, baby, and if it's quite alright
                        I need you, baby, to warm my lonely nights
                        So let me love you, baby
                        Let me love you

    The city's aflood, our love turns to rust
    We're beaten and blown by the wind, trampled in dust
    I'll show you a place, high on a desert plain
    Where the streets have no name
    Ah-ha-ah

              Where the streets have no name
              Where the streets have no name
              We're still building, then burning down love
              Burning down love
              And when I go there
              It's all I can do
              Where the streets have no name
              I can't take my eyes off of you

    (Ooh aah)
                        Love you, baby, let me love you
              Where the streets have no name
              Where the streets have no name
              Where the streets have no name
              Where the streets have no name

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  • Of course you are beautiful - both inside and out. You are so happy at the moment and that makes me smile, you deserve it. I think I need to shake a certain person's hand for contributing to that. We have both had our ups and downs over the last 12 months or so and things are looking up for us. I found out today I got the job I went for - Manager for one of our local Credit Unions. I start Monday.
    LizzieCat -- Monday August 15 2005, @05:25PM (#175324)
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  • I think I'll listen to it now.

    I don't know what you look like physically, but I do know that you have a beautiful soul. When it comes down to it - that's what counts the most. :)
    hand in glove -- Monday August 15 2005, @09:16PM (#175332)
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    "Sometimes things fall apart so that better things can fall together" - Marilyn Monroe
  • If you were the only person on earth, you'd never hear anyone else offering compliments. You'd have to get by with just your own estimations of self. All alone, you'd have to be pretty enough, smart enough, fast enough, and all the other "enoughs" necessary to survive.

    The thing is: you're not the only person on earth. Even the pitiful trolls have nothing without billy goats crossing "their" bridges.

    Rugged individualism is a dirty lie.
    alainsane -- Monday August 15 2005, @11:24PM (#175341)
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  • Last year--around Christmas time--I had my own experience like yours. I was coming out of a drug store, and there was a bell-ringer from the Salvation Army out front.

    I had my hand extended with a dollar--just as I'd done many times before that season, but this time when I dropped the money in, the woman holding the bell said to me, "God bless you." in the most earnest way I'd heard in a long time.

    The sincerely extended blessing was stirring. It was all I could do to stop myself from tearing up. I croaked my own heartfelt "God bless you, too" reply and was filled with goodwill the rest of the day.

    I am still deeply touched to think of it. Hers was a gift that keeps on giving.
    alainsane -- Tuesday August 16 2005, @12:19AM (#175345)
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  • It's nice to be reminded that simple compliments can make a person's day. Too often I hold back on saying some of the nice things I wanna say to others, especially with strangers, and potential nice moments like you enjoyed (and the potential snowball effect they can generate) are lost.
    LoafingOaf <reversethis-{moc ... otstnilfcitnarf}> -- Tuesday August 16 2005, @02:27PM (#175426)
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    Fuck it, Dude. Let's go bowling.
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