Later, on my walk in Beverly Park, four big guys, all in white t-shirts, were picking up acorns and throwing them to try to get them into the drinking fountain. My love would have me believe they were gang bangers and they were getting ready to flash mob me. If I wanted to keep walking the track, I'd have to pass them. As I walked by, I teased them about only making 2. One boy asked me if I was a teacher. It turns out he's Donald Gatson all grown up. He introduced me to his 2 cousins and little brother. Relieved I resisted assumptions, I continue my walk, happy to be part of this universe.
Thank you Don Miguel Ruiz and Mary-Tina Vrehas!
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