I know you'd say, just forget that $1 and save the time and gas. Yes I thought about that too. But I do need the beads. And, it seems like there's another reason. It was as if... I was sent there to receive a lesson.
The store owner was very talkative. We chatted for... 2.5 hours. She seems to have the worst luck in the world. She's like... cursed, no kidding. Let's say, it's such a waste if she doesn't write an autobiography. And it's so twisted, I think it has all the elements for a successful movie or TV series.
After hearing her story, a big chunk of the darkness clouding my heart dissipated. Her problems put me to shame. Things may not go my way, but I'm still very very very lucky.
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