Darts

Every morning I sit on the steps waiting for a ride to work. Everyday a man walks past me and offers me a ride, which I refuse.

Today he talked to me and I asked if I could volunteer at his club.
“Sure,” was his simple reply.

I was dropped off later that night and he happened to be getting into his car. He walked out and talked to me.

“You’re new here. Do you want to join people for darts?”
“I’ve never played before but sure.”
I met him at the club, played darts, met new friends.

Sometimes I just have to open my mind and submit to the awesome that the world has to offer.

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