The funniest thing happened to me yesterday afternoon on the way into therapy. There were two gentleman patiently holding the elevator. They said 'don't hurry'. Up we all went to the therapy place on the third floor. One man got off on the second floor.
The elevator opened as he kindly held the door reminding me not to rush. He then disembarked the elevator after me. He turned to me saying 'I suppose we are both going to the same place'?. He extended his hand introducing himself as Hank. In turn I said mine. Then he said the strangest thing...
no, whats your name?
'I'm hurting but I am happy'!
I have just been a chatty Kathy since