litTle BLUe HOoD

3 month ago I met a stranger in Ikea bus,
he happened to buy the same thing with me and helped me move my table back home.
That 10 hour was the only moment i forgot about my itp worries and wonders.

3 month from then, he sent me 6 flavors of brownie, for my birthday.

I thought that’s a naturally nice and naive person,
The way he helped me is like the way I smile at strangers for no reason.
So I assume we are just the same kind of person, it is very rare as I grow up.
But how come he remembers things that has been mentioned only once and apartment number that’s even never been mentioned?..

My friends suggest me to be careful,
but somehow I rather believe that most people are born with a better heart.

Therefore I shoud still say: thank you, stranger.