I was having lunch at a bar between errands today. This nice lady, based on her behavior and look, probably almost in her 80’s steps up and asks the barkeep for a $150 gift card.

On a whim, I asked her who it was for. She kinda brushed off that question and I didn’t press it. Then she says to me on the side, with her wonderful smirk, “It’s a good gift. Everyone has to eat.”

Both of us just started cracking up.

Many times, even the briefest of human interactions can bring laughter into your heart. It’s enteral.