Today I felt like giving some flowers away again. It's a thing I do both random and spontaneously. Most of the time I have no idea who I'll give 'em to...just walk down Baker Street til I see the right someone...it doesn't even matter if I know them or not. If I'm strollin' down the road and someone actively likes them and asks who they're for, I'll say, "It's random flower givin' away day and today I got 'em for you apparently." Those are fun ones. Creating huge unexpected smiles from outta nowhere.
Kyla has such an amazing shop in Bella Flora too. I like going there. Everybody should go there.
When I was walking past the CIBC two completely different things happened at the same time. Scotty was yelling at me from across the street, hoping they were for him. :) As he was yelling and laughin' at me, I heard a guy going into the bank say to his kid, "He's got flowers...someone's in the dog house."
I yelled back to Scotty, "Not today, and it's too bad 'cause they smell awesome." Then I laughed at him. As I was doing that, in my mind I was thinking of that guy going into the bank. The guy seemed like a clueless moron to me who really doesn't get it. Is that the reason so many guys get flowers to give...to get out of the doghouse? That's ridiculous. I choose to live by this thought instead...
"No reason is the best reason to give."
I find that giving for no reason at all is the purest form of giving there is because it is truly untarnished and vibrant in intention.
Random thought for the day
(November 8, 2018) Today was random flower giveaway day again. I had no intention as to who I was gonna give some flowers to this time, but I went in to see Kyla at Bella Flora nonetheless, just thinking that I'd figure it out once I was there, which is typically my norm.
As soon as I walked in the door, I knew who was gonna get the flowers on this day. I started gigglin' when it hit me: SCOTTY!!
I remembered the above day on the previous year when Scotty jokingly yelled across the street to me, asking if the flowers I had were for him. Well, time to make good on my promise! Haha...so, I got him his flowers.
Of course, Kyla effortlessly whipped together an awesome bouquet again. (I'm never not amazed watching her do that.)
I had to quickly refresh his memory when I rolled into his work to give them to him. The two of us immediately turned it into a bit of an improv comedy routine. The only thing I really remember was him saying, "You know how many times a dude has brought me flowers? Never!"
Well, Scotty...today's the day!
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I am a simple guy who likes to dream of the impossible and go after it. I have found fun in writing about my journey as well as other things that inspire me too.